Everything he does drives me crazy!One lonely night of writing fantasies and waiting for him to come on Skype, I started touching myself. I couldn’t...help it, the anticipation was killing me. I read a story and was getting wetter and wetter thinking of the characters being me and him, his dick getting hard for me, inside me, touching me, wanting me. The thoughts made me touch myself more and more.My hand slid down my body and into my pants. My white thong was already soaked. I couldn’t wait to. Penelope: A lovely girl but perhaps a little too naïve and eager to please.Penny: She is very close to Penelope but tends to drink a little too much and seems to attract the most awfully rude men.Pretty P: Penelope likes Pretty P a lot but is a little afraid of her. She tends to over-react to even the most casual of stresses. Pretty P thrives on compliments and spends a lot of time looking in mirrors.Sweet Pea: Foul mouthed and obnoxious little slut. She loves to parade her naked body around. When I was alone I masturbated thinking about her. I had seen her sunbathing a couple times, when going to get my bike for a ride. Once she asked if I could rub suntan oil on her back. I rubed it up to her shoulders and kinda snuck up to the front of her shoulders and around her neck. She had a pretty rockin body for being 36. I can’t remember how many times I had masturbated to the thought of rubbing her down with oil. Months went by and we were getting pretty close. One evening after having. She giggled, thinking of what she could possibly convince him to do for her personally to keep his stellar grade in her class. After a long day of teaching, she got to her office, thinking she would have to stay for the next hour in case another student needed assistance. But they rarely ever came. They’d rather cheat or get answers from trusty old Google. She sat, slid off her pumps and rubbed her feet as there was a soft knock at her door.“Come in, please,” she said quickly. Greg walked in.