At some point she had removed all of her clothes and the scent of her arousal caused me to breath in deeply. “You can stroke my legs Uncle Bryan, bu... don’t touch your hard cock or my pussy. I want to save that for afterwards.”Running my hands over her toned soft calves, feet and up to her knees and the tops of her thighs was intoxicating. She was not refraining from touching herself! I could hear her moaning as she rubbed her pussy and slid her fingers deep inside of herself. A drop or two of. Again and again and again he did this, so slowly it was almost a tease. I could feel my precum oozing out of my penis as he continued loosening me up for his pleasure.“You are much looser than I would have thought” he said “I think you need more.”With all ease and concern gone he thrust two fingers in my ass and began violently twisting back and forth. I screamed against my ball gag in pain. My asshole felt like it was going to tear in half. My body writhing in pain as he placed his other hand. I have discovered since looking over this site the joys of masturbation, and the following story is based on my own minds ability to create a visual imagery, where I imagine myself insitu, waiting and enticing the man to fuck me, as the prostitute watches.The following is a very real account and I did masturbate to it, with a devastating result, I had a mind blowing orgasm, it is just a shame you guys were not there watching me, but the good news is, I do have a Samsung S4, so perhaps a. He seriously worked out on a regular basis because he was mighty fine. His abs were a fifteen on a scale of one to ten. Of course this got me thinking of flashing those truckers the night before. I was thinking if Bill was right "Did they get hard just by looking at my breasts"? I wondered if the professor would like it if I flashed him. I certainly liked it when he flashed the class. I started thinking about being naked in the car and climbing on top of Bill. I was starting to feel those.