Jack shrugged his shoulders and said, “I’ve got nothing better to do.”“You could be out looking for a job,” Claire said.“I spend two hours...every morning making calls to the contractors that I know and I know a lot of contractors. As soon as one of them gets a job, I’ll be working again,” Jack said. He was afraid that he would be joining Abby at the Taco Emporium by the end of the week if he didn’t get a line on a job soon.“Maybe you should consider a career change,” Claire said.Jack shook his. It was January and we were all preparing hard for our exams. My friend Ravi used to come to our house for studying and often stay at night. We were both about 16 and we slept together on a single bed late at night after studying. We were close to each other so we used to masturbate daily before going to sleep, sometimes holding our own cocks, sometimes masturbating each other. At those times we used to share fantasy stories too. One particular fantasy that we loved to discuss was, we both. He had his cock out as he drove, stroking himself, imagining her mouth sliding up and down his shaft. He was desperate to get home as soon as possible.Meanwhile, Carol was preparing for her son coming home, she was stretched out, naked on the kitchen table, her legs spread wide as Tom finished off shaving her, he was taking great care, he knew how important it was that she should be perfect for her son.“I bet he’s wanking as he’s driving,” Tom said, “he’s certainly got it bad for you, we need. What would it be like to have him touching her this way? she wondered. Would his big hands be soft or hard? Would his touch be tender or demanding? Would he maybe want to put his face between her legs, and eat her out before he fucked her? The erotic questions and possibilities drove her almost crazy.At last the tips of her fingers touched the outer lips of her cunt, approaching them from both sides. Diane was surprised at how sensitive they were. Just the barest touch from her fingers made her.