The pictures gather strength and explicitness. More close ups of cunts, lips held wide, juices leaking from their hot soft centre. Then I tease myself...by easing back on my stroking. Sometimes I’ve gone too far and allow myself a quick glorious release but I love to draw the moment out. I return to tamer images but as my mind is still processing the hard core I can now project this onto the more discreet postings. This is very enjoyable – engaging the mind to twist nervous posers into something. Playing with her hair. And gently guiding her. Although, she needs no guidance from me. I can smell her womanly scents. As she clearly enjoys what she is doing. My moans come quicker, as she increases the pace and intensity of her sucking and licking. I can feel my balls tighten, getting ready to explode. I think she realizes the same as she gently squeezes them, and sucks a little harder on my cock. I can feel my eyes roll in to the back of my head and my knees go weak, as I gently grip her. Her teasing continued all the way home until she stumbled from the cab to the door. Once inside and the door locked behind us I pinned her against tbe wall and we began to kiss passionately. Our tongues intertwined as my hands now had their turn roaming her. Just as I had lifted her dress enough to feel the dampness of her black lace thong she batted my hand away. 'I have lingerie to put on,' she said maintaining perfect eye contact with me. She took the unopened parcel from the cabinet in our. At the time I neither knew of nor thought of SPH as being a "thing". The event totally humiliated.I played baseball at a college and had to have an annual exam. There was a 20 second period when my gown was pulled down by the female doctor and I was standing nude in front of her and the nurse who was holding a clipboard and the form the doctor would eventually sign. I caught the nurse eyeing me up and down taking in my full view. I had always a fear of being viewed in this kind of way because I.