I thought it is the right time and went to mom’s room and said, “From tomorrow up to 21 days till the lock-down is lifted, don’t masturbate.” ...he said, Ok.” and told me not to masturbate too.I then added, “We both should be naked all the days.” She obeyed as it was summer.She replied, “How will I know if you are masturbating in your room.”I said, “Then I will sleep in your room only.” She said, “Ok.”Then mom asked, “What if you masturbate in the bathroom? How will I come to know? We both should. He had to talk about boys. That is what girlstalked about. They talked about boys and he would have to do so also.He would have to say that boys are cute. He would have to say boys werecute and he would have to say it not only with a straight face, he wouldhave to say it with a smile and make everyone believe him.He started to make a list in his head of boyish things and girlishthings. Everything in his mind had to fall in one of the twocategories. Some things were gender neutral but he. Wet vaginal juices spurted from her throbbing passage, drowning John's impaled member with its slick warmth and trickling down her thighs. John withdrew his deeply imbedded erection until just the tip of the head rested within her. Then, he thrust forward. Her vaginal muscles once again clenched around his pulsing shaft.Sara was riding her orgasmic elevator.John began long hard strokes into the steaming passage that was now wet and slippery from her orgasm, withdrawing the swollen head until. “Why, it’s nothing I haven’t seen before,” I tell her.“I know…I just…feel all these urges. Ever since we…”Now I feel bad. Had I known pleasuring her a couple of weeks ago was going to mess around with her studying, I probably would’ve refrained from doing it.“Tai…do you think you can do what you did last time again?” she asks.“I don’t want to interfere with your studying,” I tell her.“But I can’t concentrate properly,” she explains. “I haven’t had a proper orgasm to keep my mind straight.