Lise lay in their bed, once again experiencing vague, uneasy feelings. Finally, she shrugged the feelings off and went back to reviewing what she plan...ed to wear to work. She finally decided on a soft white blouse with ruffled neckline, and a loose black mid-calf length skirt with a tiny flower pattern all over it. Rod returned from the bathroom and began getting dressed. He still hadn’t spoken to Lise. When he finished dressing, he checked himself in the mirror one last time, then turned to. "Harder!" She screamed again. I continued going as fast as I could. The feeling was pure ecstasy. But she still wasn't satisfied."HARDER!" She commanded. I felt a sudden burst of energy. I grasped her rear tightly and stood up, bringing her up with me. I was unsure where this sudden strength came from, but I kept going, she wrapped her legs around me, pulling me closer. I kept pumping my cock into her dripping pussy. We were both screaming and moaning. I was unsure how much more I could handle.. But I had always returned to jacking it for my real pleasure. I wasn't married and had found that rubbing one off in front of a girl while she or I played with her pussy was quite often more acceptable, especially on the first date. If she wanted to move on to screwing the relationship ended then. But if she loved masturbating as much as I we would remain masturbation buddies.In this way I gathered a group of friends who had similar tastes. Some liked to jerk off to magazines, some to the. Her face, he remembered, was angelic—her voice seductive. If anything nature had started with her mother’s great genes and gone one better. She remembered him well and instead of the expected hand shake gave him a Miss America smile, a big hug and a quick kiss on the cheek. She was truly a knockout. As he was to discover during the evening she shared her mother’s quick wit and delightfully easy manner. He was smitten before desert was served. He really enjoyed her dad, he was every bit as.