Belinda kept jerking my cock (although softer at that point) when I tried my best to sound normal. ?Just a minute.?From the other side of the door we...heard Marcela?s voice. ?John? Is Belinda in there with you?? I looked at Belinda with questioning eyes. ?What should I do?? Belinda whispered. I could only shrug. I didn?t want Belinda to stop, but she was so frenzied that I began to wonder what might happen if she started talking to Marcela while she jerked me off. Finally she answered. Sort of liberating actually. I always thought I was a bit odd, a female who loved masturbating, until I ran across a website devoted to masturbation. There I learned there are a lot of other ladies who enjoy it as much as I do.I guess I should give a bit of background, I'm in my early 40's, on the plump side with long curly black hair. I have a nice big set of DD tits which I'm proud of, I love to suck on them and wear cleavage revealing shirts. I am currently single, and horny as hell. So, I. ..so close, too close. She tried to wiggle away and he grabbed her shoulders and held her against the wall. She felt his breath against her face as he spoke.... "What the hell do you think you're doing whore?" She again opened her mouth to speak, but he continued on as if he didn't want to hear her answer. "Do you always come to the bar dressed in next to nothing? Dancing like a whore, shaking your ass and tits and teasing the boys? Do you know how many of them are thinking of ways to. I knew the subject matter wasn’t in any of their textbooks and I listened and beat my meat along with the noises.One day he brought her into my room before they headed to his, “Hey little bro! We know you’ve been listening for a while so how would you like to see the sounds getting made?”I looked at Sandy standing next to him and she had a great big grin on her face. She spoke, “It’s my idea. I guess I’m just a show off but I think it would be hot to be watched!” How the hell could I refuse.