Life has a habit of raining shit.Toby's StoryDeena likes to tell the story how we first met in the university library. How I, the perfect stranger, of...ered my help to connect her computer to the communal scanner. She likes to describe the way I covered her hand on the computer mouse and left it to linger for a little while, as I guided her through the desktop menus.While that is all true, we didn't see each other again for weeks after that chance meeting. Now let me tell you what I consider to. I had been sincere to my family. Even the thought was not there in my mind. I could not sleep peacefully that night. My sleepless nights continued every night. This made me to develop my interest in surfing net for porn photos, videos, and stories. My new interest made my life more miserable and restless. For the first time in my life thoughts of missing my husband care and love came to my mind. I felt very sad about missing him. I learned about masturbation for few days’ masturbation helped me. “Don’t worry baby…I will make you cum!” she grinned and pushed me to the side and straddled me. She lined her pussy down with my cock and sat on it hissing with pleasure. She started riding my cock with all her energy and force. I was getting close to my orgasm and could feel the churning in my balls but I saw this as a challenge and wanted to outlast Priya.“Cum for me! Cum for me baby! Cum in my pussy!” she screamed as her ass smacked against my hips. I squeezed her ass cheeks and helped her. And now...He masturbated. Roughly.Stuck forever in a state far past his prime, the old man comedically pumped one hand up and down, uselessly trying to stir some arousal of the flesh by stroking his accursed member. He didn't care where he spilled his seed, but then, he hadn't managed to release it once since arriving in this god-forsaken prison. One could hardly judge him too harshly for his current pastime... after all, plotting and masturbating were his only potential joys left in "life," as.