Visiting urinals had always been a concern to Andy. He'd often found himself standing at the trough only to take hold and fail to build up the courage...to release. Some people called it stage fright - pee shyness. Either way, he couldn't bring himself to go when he felt there was the slightest possibility of being watched. Here he was, desperate for the toilet, and yet still struggling to do something most people are more than competent at throughout their lives. Just now, it wasn't only because. We made out passionately and eventually I broke the kiss. I was about to say something and then she put her right pointer finger on my lips. I don't know why she did that, but it just turned me on even more. Then we began making out once again and she started putting her hands on the big bulge in my pants. The whole situation just gave me a huge hard on. She slowly began undoing my pants and they fell to the floor. My hard cock poked out through my boxers and she took a look at it. From the. . Hmm, wonder if we have blown this one. At the end of class Jo hung about and tried to watch as Pip was readying herself to leave and maybe 'bump' into her, it worked and after a few tentative word outside in the car park the girls that maybe a drink and a chat to clear the air might be a good idea..... So Pip, my hubby is at work today so no fear of embarrassments today if you fancy that coffee or would you..... the question hung in the air and Pip smiled and said a coffee would be good. At. He grabs me by my track pants and puts me down on the bed and takes my pants off, goes in immediately for the kill, he first examines the dick by holding it in the palm of his hand and then gives it a small lick, he feels funny but makes up his mind and then takes it entirely in his mouth, he is hurting me with his teeth so I tell him how to do it, but he is still hurting me, his hurting is pleasurable to be but I keep quit, his beard is rubbing by balls and it is sending me to heaven, I tell.