I told Glenda what you did and she said if you don’t send the picture she will personally pull your pants down so I can take my own photos. By the ...ay, she did not take kindly to being placed at number 2 on your list. We purposely avoided speculation on the identity of number one. I am so glad I have you and Glenda to keep me sane. Your relationship with Mom is not the only one on its death bed. Mom insists I should keep working on saving my marriage but I ask myself what good would that do. .‭ ‬Masturbation.‭ ‬But if you feel better with‭ ‘‬pumping the pussy‭’‬,‭ ‘‬fingering‭’‬,‭ ‘‬jill off‭’ ‬or‭ ‘‬beating the bean‭’ ‬I will call it that way.‭”‬,‭ ‬I smiled.She once again turned bright red:‭ “‬Stop it,‭ ‬please‭! ‬Call it‭ ‘‬masturbate‭’ ‬but please don’t use the others again,‭ ‬O.K.‭?”“As you wish,‭ ‬my little prudish sis.‭ ‬By the way when did you start to‭ ‘‬masturbate‭’?”“I think I started with it when I was‭ ‬12.‭ ‬My friends told me that they have done it and that they. I wanted to play with it right there but didn't.Anyway, on the weekend I had him stay over. My room was a kind of attic and I had a lot of privacy. Well, he was eager to mess around, like I was, and as soon as we went up for the night, right away he said let's jack-off. When he took off his underwear I saw he had a small patch of black hair above his dick. I already knew he had hair on his legs, black like on his head, and for some reason at that age I was into leg hair and envied boys that had. It would have been heavenly even without the kissing.He started at my hairline and pressed with his fingers as he ran both hands to the back of my head and down to my neck. He moved them back up across the sides of my head, always pressing, rotating the tips of his fingers. He did it a few times and then started down my arms. That was when I realized I had been so lost in the sensations that again I had failed to reciprocate at all.I untucked a different InTime shirt from his pants and pulled.