I really wanted to experience that myself.Throughout my teen years I was painfully shy though, and rarely dated, much less had any sexual encounters. ...t wasn't until my early twenties that I became sexually active, and women's reactions to the way that I could shoot ranged from ridicule to seemingly disgust. I was mortified and began to feel that I was a freak of sorts because of this. In more recent years I had found myself in a loving, but sexless marriage and had resigned myself to never. She collected the stuff she needed for her shower off of the counter, turned on the radio in the bathroom, and stepped inside the door. Hearing Sara close the shower door, I carefully came out of hiding. I was thankful Sara left the bathroom door open and had the radio on so she wouldn't hear me. I took off all my clothes, and headed into the bathroom to take my prize. I opened the shower door, scaring the hell out of Sara, and jumped in the shower. Sara screamed and tried to fight me. I. “No, George! Nooooaaaahhgh!”“Hoo doggie!” yelled George. “Ride ‘em, cowboy!” Rodney’s screams continued. Tina kept her back to them; Dylan had all her attention.Her boyfriend’s eyes were unfocused as she approached. “Tina?” he groaned as he looked up at her.She knelt and caressed his face, scratched from the impact with the palm tree and mottled blue from the bruises of his punishment the previous day. “My poor little man...”Rodney kept screaming for several minutes until George finished. Then. .look like your friend also hard yet she said and the bulge on Craigs kilt. His face still on the unbelievable expression. If thats ye desire&hellip,Go ahead n check lass. She reached a hand under his kilt and felt along his thick thigh. When her hand touched his thick penis she smiled. She wrapped her hand around and started to stroke it. Craig smiled as she continued to work his manhood. Molty was watching with great interest. I cant believe that you are doing that Molty said. Nun raised.