It's worse when there isn't anyone readily available to satisfy my needs and I have to try my best to do it myself. I begin by stripping down to my un...erwear and caress the top of my legs, just next to my pussy. I know I am wet, I don't need to touch it just yet, where's the fun in that? I then move my left hand up over my body, over the top of my pussy where it is as soft as silk and over my tummy, all the way up until I land on my right boob. I just cup it for a moment, enjoying the. When i came back to bed, he was awake and went back to sleep after seeing me, the next morning i was little scared whether he knew what i did, I was in the bed, he came said hi and went to the bathroom, after 5 mins, he went to a diagonally opp room, left the door, a crack open, i was looking right through, my friends wife crossed couple of times, but in a min when my eyes went there, he was looking at me with a very little smile on my face, from that far i couldn’t say clearly whether he was. He remembered feeling somewhat relieved then. He was not looking for love and he had been afraid that he'd given her the wrong impression that last time he'd taken her. He'd held her tightly as he came and moaned her name over and over, "Ohhhh, Maria ... Maria ... Santa Maria!"She had kissed him passionately one last time before he fell asleep. When he woke up again a few hours later, she was gone. She had simply disappeared from his life as quickly as she had appeared. And that had been fine. My dick was still rock hard - those must have been some drugs! Leaning back until her back bade contact with my chest, she said, “Play with my clitty!” I reached around and found her little button and began rubbing it with one hand while I took a firm grip on her hip with the other. It was my turn to deliver the pounding. I thrust up into her as hard and fast as I could while playing with her clit. Her moans got louder and I could tell she was getting close. “You like this dick, baby? You.