But if they are taught correctly, they grow to love it! And I would train them to do it the way my French girl friend did it. I fantasize having a tra...ning session with redheads, blondes, brunettes, blacks, Orientals, and Latin girls – all beautiful and lusty, with the types of bodies I like. First the girl should have her hair done up in a tight bun or be able to toss it charmingly from side to side as she worked over my throbbing cock! She would be instructed to face my feet so that I could. Won’t you miss me?” Karen nodded. “I will but I also want to be alone. I want to masturbate in private thinking about Leon.” Eric could feel himself getting hard again. Sometimes she would sneak off upstairs and pleasure herself. He didn’t mind; he wasn’t one of those males who got upset, or felt their ego’s hurt because their wives or girlfriends liked to pleasure themselves. He often pleasured himself so why shouldn’t Karen have the same privileges. “What are you going to be thinking. Finally she collapsed on his chest, and she felt his hands start to rub her down. They didn't speak; neither wanted to break the pleasant lethargic silence. Occasional errant contractions jerked her body or his. Their breathing slowed, as did the rate of their heartbeats. She noticed the beating of their hearts had synchronized which pleased her, made her feel as if they'd become one."Now what?" he asked.David noticed a slight red shift to the white light that engulfed him as his journey. The other two guards looked like they were on night duty. "Now, you bitches!" Hunsucker shouted. "Who started this fight?"Ten girls started yelling at once. "Shut up!" Hunsucker bellowed. "One at a time."The two sides traded angry claims and counter-claims. The Double-D girls claimed some Mary's Girls in North Wing wanted to switch gangs, but "bullies" (apparently meaning me and Noodle) were leaning on them not to bolt. My sisters didn't let this outrageous lie go unchallenged. They said.