But when I'm alone in my room, studying, listening to music, texting, orbrowsing the web - sometimes all at the same time - I'll usually justwear my l...ce briefs and let the top two inches of my dick stick up abovethe waistband. That way I can idly play with it a little and admire howit looks in the reflection in the laptop's screen. Yeah, and sometimesthe "idle play" turns into something else and I'll end up with my briefspushed down and both hands on my cock - stroking away. I have to be. I whispered gently into her ear, “Do you trust me?” she looked into my eyes and said, “More than anyone else in the world…” She bent over the rock even more with her chest to the cold, rough rock. She spread her cheeks apart, attempting to make the penetration easier. When I knew she was ready, I took my chance. My cock head barely pressed against her hole and I sensed it close itself off. I backed off saying, “If you don’t want me to do this, just say so.” She timidly responded, “I’m sorry. I…. Was a fire hazard in itself but, and I know this is a small chance, petrol could have got mixed into the plaster because they weren't mixing it on a board but straight on the concrete floor."This was all said rather hesitantly but Sally's eyes clearly showed her disapproval at such slipshod behaviour.Jerry stared back for a moment. Whether he was challenging her or whether he was gauging the importance of what she had said was not immediately apparent. It was clearly the latter."Thank you,. She smiled, asking “What are you up to?”“Oh, I was at Monty Gibson’s house ... you know round the corner in Ranelagh Road talking about our school days.” I said. I saw her smile turn into a slight frown, Tim had been a pupil too.Wanting to the keep the conversation going, with intentions of ogling her lush body I asked. “So how you doing? Your flowers look terrific this year, as usual.” Her face lit up as she glanced down her cleavage and adjusted where her blouse had slipped.“Why thank you,.