I was still sobbing and shaking, she was cuddling and babying me, caressing and kissing my hair and my face, stroking my arm and shoulder, taking care...not to let her hands go anywhere where her touch might arouse me sexually. How well this woman knew me! She had known that morning that what I needed most was sexual release to the point of exhaustion; now she knew that it was a different kind of release that I needed. “I’ve been watching you, baby,” she murmured into my hair. “I haven’t asked.. I thought that was as good as it got until she slid one of her hands inside my fly and started moving my balls around in her hand. At first I pulled back a bit, afraid she was going to hurt me. She must have known what she was doing though, because it did anything but hurt. It wasn't long before I was spurting all over the bushes. At least I didn't mess up my pants this time.I couldn't help it. She was leaning over a bit, watching me shoot off, oohing and ahhing about how much and how far, so I. ” Stumbling to my room, the last thing I recall lying in bed before falling asleep was the sound of moaning. Lesbians I think. Apparently Tom decided to pop in a porno.I had a dream I was in a whirlpool. The water kept switching from warm to cold, warm to cold. In a half-drunken stupor I awoke to find Tom engulfing the tip of my cock with his mouth. He started swirling his tongue around the head of my cock.I wasn’t gay and couldn’t believe what was going on, but was hardly in the mood to resist. " Gween said, as she stood up, put on her sunglasses, walked behind the bleachers and sat in front of Dave and the other dads. She then put down the back of her shorts just enough to be able to see her red thong.I usually never masterbaite. But that night after Brian went to sleep, I went downstairs to the bathroom and pulled off all of my clothes. I sat down on the toilet, I then began to think of Gween in her thong. I took to of my fingers and began to rub them on my tight, pink, wet pussy..