This has led to the need to finger myself in the toilets at work, in the library, in all sorts of public places. I decided a while ago that there was ...nly one thing to do to satisfy this need. To see him, and to beg him to fuck me hard. But before then, today to get through.... I drag myself out of bed, already late and no time for a normal morning wank. I sadly pull my vibrator out from under my pillow and put it back in its draw. I'm going to have to wank at work. I pull on a blazer and skirt. Indulging the leisurely pace, Ned was beginning to feel the pressure build in his core. Suddenly, the limousine bounced and swayed as it turned into the senior facility driveway. They had been riding higher on the seat to brace for their snuggling. The coupled test subject and evaluator were knocked back on the rear seat with Ned’s cock still embedded deeply in Indira’s box. Ned, prone on top, took over the pace. He stepped up rhythm and the pair finally walked off the cliff of orgasmic bliss.. As she usually returned home from work very late, i was in bed and "sleeping" for school the next day. she would always strip down to her bra, panties and pantyhose and walk to the washroom for her shower. something about white matching underwear with shear naked stockings. the whole display always put me in a frenzy, im surprised she never saw me squirming under the blankets and playing with myself while i thought of her. Coming out of the shower, she would strip naked and put on a. Easily, she let her self down upon its length as the driving force of its hardness parted the walls of her rectal canyon. Slightly gasping and through tightly clenced teeth, she moaned. "OH, HOW I LOVE TO FEEL A HARD COCK UP MY TIGHT ASS!!!" Just the way she ex[ressed herself almost brought me to ejaculation, but I managed to hold off at that time, although it took a lot of self control. With her slender buttocks beating a 3/4 measure on my swollen balls, I could hear gasps of air coming from.