Neither of them was making any attempt to hide their arousal, and Vanessa even let out a low moan at one point. Before the story was finished Vanes...a had opened her legs and was stroking herself through the dress. She wanted to masturbate but wasn’t yet comfortable doing that before this man that she had just met. Mark finished the story and looked at Vanessa. She looked back with hunger in her eyes. He took her hand from her crotch and put it on his throbbing cock, replacing her. I couldn't help but look at his balls and think how big they were and then I saw his cock began to roll slightly to one side as it grew and then to the other side as it began to get semi hard. I was mesmerized and couldn't stop staring. Rayburn whispered to me......You like it? I shook off the staring and looked at him and realized he saw me staring at his gorgeous cock. I think it was the 9th grade and Rayburn was fairly new to this school. He said I know you but you don't know me. you live. I was becoming somewhat perverted about the woman I loved, wanting her to fuck with other men so bad, wanting others to experience the luxury of such a sexual woman as I was enjoying. We started off telling each other of our past, took Monica a little getting use to but she soon got into the swing of things and was becoming obvious that I was interested to hear her stories rather than telling her mine. Well some of her past did shock me a little but really turned me on to know there were a few. The knowing smile, the casual leer- it lead to one thing, and one thing only."Yes," she mumbled through her teeth.He pulled his face away just before she could headbutt him.Zack eyed her, then glanced out the bathroom door."Yeah..." he murmured. "I thought so. Heh. My very own little slut." He pressed closer, so their bodies were only inches apart."Unzip my pants, Renee."Her hands, treacherous things that they were, complied."Here." He grinned and guided her hand into the gap, against the bulge.