So she may as well know, I decided. "I usually masturbatewhile I'm dressed, sometimes before, sometimes afterwards," I replied.She laughed drily. "You...could at least wear your bloody own lingerie!" "I do mostly!" I answered, a little indignantly.Aren't you going to open that beer?" she said. "It must be getting warmby now! And I think I need one as well. But in my case, I'll have a largegin and tonic."I hurried to comply with her suggestion. To my mind, the worst was overand I was already. I could often hear their moans of passion at night when I was in bed when I would masterbate thinking it was me fucking her.One sunday afternoon I passed him in the street & we chatted, he said he was heading home for a workout in his home gym, i said I could do with a workout myself, he then invited me over. I had nothing else to do & I thought worse case senario I may get a better look at his hot young girl friend.He worked out in just a white singlet & his speedos, I had on a t shirt & lycra. .. Daddy won't allow that since he is an ex-smoker himself." That's good. Now stay right there and don't move until I'm finished," he said sternly. He began looking through the car, searching for anything that might add to her already serious charges. After about five minutes of searching, he didn't turn up anything more."Okay, now step back around here," he said. She moved back to the side of the car next to him. He immediately put her hands on the car hood and spread her legs in the classic. She noticed the perfume smell and asked why I was wearing herscent."The woman at the cosmetics counter sprayed my arm." Whatever, you smell lovely, dear. Do you think these panties are pretty?They have that same lace as that slip I showed you the other day." Sheheld the panties close to my face and then showed me the bra. Sheinformed me that she was a C size cup and asked if I knew what thatmeant."Of course, I do. I wasn't born yesterday, you know!"She turned her body and asked if I thought she.