See, missy my clit has the habit to think on her own without consultation or negotiation. I can be extra super duper, on the highest pole of wanting t... fuck and when masturbating she won’t burst. The masturbation in the car was bizarre, fun, exciting, a rush, scary although in the dark, I thought I was sick, crazy, needed counseling, everything was running in my mind. I even started thinking about those who are voyeurs. Gosh people, not sure it’s healthy but who gives a fuck, it was fun. Being. Her age is 37 despite her she still rocks she and I go to gym together she is also our family friend I have a huge fantasy for her to make her my bitch she and I talks often in gym but never talked anything about related to sex on one fine day there was not much crowd in gym she was looking damn sexy in tights her 38 size boobs were trying to get out of her bra her 42 size ass was inviting me to tap that sexy ass she noticed me through mirror that I was checking her out she gave me this strange. As soon as you look away from one image, it is replaced with a new one. Your eyes are moving faster and faster and the images keep changing just as quickly. After a few minutes, the smaller rectangles seem to be blinking because the images update so fast. While your eyes dart around, the featureless body in the large center rectangle starts to morph. Bit by bit it takes on the characteristics that your eyes and mind pull from the other images. From an androgynous faceless shape it begins to. ‘Ah…yeah…’ Lora said, ‘I was, you know, kind of hoping you and maybe could get together again sometime.’ ‘I’m free right now,’ Lee said, feeling a surge of excitement. ‘Ah…well…hang on a minute,’ Lora said. Lee sat there, the phone against his ear, wondering what was going on. He expected Lora to tell him to come right over and was a little miffed that she hadn’t told him that. Was she with someone else? ‘You want to come over right now, Doc?’ Lora asked, when she finally returned to the phone..