He was about to surprise the occupant of the mottled glass shower stall, the distorted figure was obviously by herself, but stopped himself at the mom...nt his hand reached the handle, because whoever the woman was, she was too short and too small breasted to be any of the women he knew to be in the house. Whoever it was, they had not become intimate, so confronting her naked and her being naked as well seemed a bad idea. A desperate need to piss kept him in the bathroom, urging the urine out. He pads over to a small cabinet and comes back with a tube of Vaseline. “I need it sometimes in the summer for... you know... between my legs.”I laugh and say, “Well, that’s where it’s going again, only between my legs.”I turn over on the bed and stick my ass up in the air. “Put a bunch right on the spot,” I say, “and then slowly work in one finger. When it loosens up, use two, and then three.” I laugh again and say, “If you were bigger, you might need four, but three should loosen me up. Now I had definitely committed myself;because there was no way I could hope to restore the lace to itsoriginal neat shape.There was no time to lose, and certainly no time for experiments. GreatSpeed was essential, so I searched the box lid for any instructions.Above the lady's head were the words: "THE ELFRIDA FOUNDATION," inlarge letters, and below her, in smaller print, "With patent fastening;strong lacing, full boning, and six adjustable suspenders."This did not help at all, so I remembered. Or he can sit in a chair. I'm between his legs kneeling on my calves in front of him. That's how I do it. Yes, I'm pretty specific and I don't vary my routine (no guy has ever called it a 'routine'), I start out the same way.I did say it took about an hour. Yes, you read that right. An hour. This is a maximum masturbation. One my guy won't ever forget. Read on, girls, they'll love you for it.Remember, I'm down on the floor, between his legs and I want us to have eye contact at all times. I put.