I teased his nipples, licking my fingers and teasing them the way he loved. I brought him to the edge again and again and heard his unbridled groans d...epen. He reached up and played with my tiny light-brown nipples and luckily they hardened on their own. At least I felt tingles from my nipples and my pussy got more and more wet. How can I be so filled by his hardness and yet feel so empty I wondered? My brain drifted north and south. Now I understood how prostitutes could be intimate with a. I could tell he was horny as fuck, trying to subtly hide the tent being pitched in his pants. I told him I was going to get Mike to give me a lift to his house to rub in what we are going to do.Mike came over to pick me up and I didn't even have to tell him what for, maybe he thought he was getting some. I asked him to drive to one of our secluded spots, close to Kyles house. While he drove I pulled out his cock and started jacking him slowly, using his precum as lube for my hand. As soon as he. When you just don't know what's happened. It's just like in engineering. If you see cracks in a large concrete casting, you can't just pour more concrete in and expect it to be OK, just like that. Cracks usually mean you have a serious problem. So I can't "just move on", as though Jenny never happened.Anniversaries are the worst and birthdays. If was mine last week. I caught myself wondering what she might buy me, where she might have arranged to take me out. Then I remembered, she is not there. .. but other times I need more. That's when I roll over onto my knees. I keep the vibe on my clit, but I also reach behind me and put a couple fingers inside my pussy. I need that pressure, that feeling of being filled. I rock back and forth, fucking myself and imagining those soccer players lining up behind me..." She was grinding against me now. Her arms were wrapped around my head pulling me into her breasts. Her thighs were squeezing me, and she was moaning in my ear between sentences..