"Timmy," Suzi said carefully while standing up and moving into our direct line of vision."Don't you EVER do that again!" Eric spat angrily as he got b...ck up on the seat next to Candice."Well?" Suzi said, turning towards me for my explanation.I didn't answer her immediately as I tried to sort out what I had sensed from the empathic connection, but I had never felt anything quite like what was embedded deep within Eric's emotions, and three minutes later Suzi got impatient and slapped my right. I was outside, mowing my neighbor’s lawn to get some extra cash, considering I didn’t have a real job. I was drenched in sweat, and it wasn’t even noon yet. I took my shirt off to try and beat the heat, but to no avail. The sweat just continued to pour out of me like a waterfall. My neighbor, Jason, must have realized how much I was struggling with the heat, and he invited me inside for a cool drink and a rest. I gratefully accepted, and ditched the lawn mower for the cool air conditioning of. Help... push... ohhh.", was all she could manage. Both Torr and Beck were looking at her . She could tell by the bulge in their suits this was having an effect on them. How did it come to this. Her mouth lolled open as she looked down from the shafts she was holding to see her breasts exposed, feeling every bit of the warm shaft pushing on her, her walls tightening, pushing back."Stirrups, idiots, push... Hhhh."The two realized what she meant and walked over and knelt on either side of her.. I’ve done it often before. And I’ve been a sex-crazed, compulsive masturbator since I was in my early teens and first discovered my clit. I would often masturbate several (or MANY) time a day, whenever I had a bit of private time, and not always quite ?private? at that. I don’t think a day ever went by without at least one orgasm for me. It’s frustrating now, and somehow I don’t wonder why it’s not so much MORE frustrating. On that long week-end when Debra kept me in bondage for three days, I.