It was just so sensitive that it only took a few careful strokes before I started losing it. I lost contact with reality, or whatever you could call m... present state, and just concentrated on my feelings. I think I was shaking my head from side to side and crying out, as the work of my fingers sped up.When the first waves of the orgasm hit me, I bucked as my stomach muscles contracted. I happened to look at my mentor who was staring at me. I could see drops of sweat rolling down his forehead. I. The whole time I was with her the tension would just build and build.I arrived at her house on a hot Friday night. We went out to eat and then went to a movie. Her parents were okay with me spending the night in their house, I just needed to stay in the guest bedroom. We got back from the movie and it was pretty late. I was ready to go to bed. My girlfriend's parents were still awake when we got home and told me that it was okay for me to go to bed but that I just needed to be quiet as granny. "She bent forward, pressing her rear against me, and pulled out bread, jelly and butter. "We can have toast at least." Got coffee?" Yup, in that cabinet over there."I stepped away from her and found the coffee and filters. I got the coffee started as Ashlee put the bread in the toaster and putting out two plates and a knife. Before the bread was done, Brenda came in rubbing her eyes wearing a t-shirt that was just long enough to cover her charms in front, but not in back. "Good morning." Ash. Dreamt of your hands; hard and rough, digging into the softness of my flesh. Controlling, demanding... My body aches, and my small breasts heave; the tips swollen and hard, desperately awaiting your touch. My hips left to writhe and twist, lifting ever upward in a never-ending, futile search… for you. I dreamt of the moist delta between my twitching thighs, hot and wet, being plundered and filled with your seed. I awoke, panting. Hips thrusting and cunt clenching. Desperate. Empty and.