... so very excited and my cock is about to explode. I take it in my hand and start stroking it slowly, with my other hand stroking over my body. I'm ...troking over my strong chest, my flat belly, my butt and finally my balls. I increase the speed of my movement following the excitement I feel inside. I get out of the shower walking in front of the large mirror I have in my bathroom. I love watching myself in a mirror when I masturbate. After some more minutes of stroking myself, I reach climax. I have told her everything. She is an experienced lady. I had already given the bottle to her. Once things are done, don’t fill her with all you got. Keep something for the test. I need it to do further tests before we run out of stocks.’He walked to the coffee corner and took an espresso. While he was sipping the coffee, he felt like someone was watching him from far. When he looked up, there was a tall lady, wearing a short blossom design dress that barely covered her curvy thighs. She slowly. "Damn it!" he muttered, before he opened up his Shihakusho to see whatwas troubling him. Strangely, there was no rash, but his nipples didlook very red. However, what had slipped his mind was how sparse hischest hair had become. It was already sparse to begin with, but most wasnow floating down onto the carpet, having been scratched off momentsbefore.Realizing he couldn't work like this, he decided to leave his Shihakushoopen altogether, leaving his captain's haori, and his undershirt off asnot. ”We started on the tuition which was a bit funny as we were studying “Women in Love” and “Lady Chatterley’s Lover” both of which have passages with a sexual content and I was getting a little worked up, as my hot teacher was standing very close to me.After an hour we stopped and Mrs Evans said to me.“Jonathan, what type of literature do you think these are, erotic or pornographic?”“Miss, I don’t understand.”She then went on to explain the difference between erotic literature, where there is.