She saw every detail of the boy's still half- erect cock as it bounced up and down. She saw the glistening juices still clinging to his well used fuck...pole and the reality hit her like a ton of bricks.'Oh my God!' she thought. 'They've been doing IT!'She almost started to cry. She had spied on her parents once when they had made love and saw the condition of his penis afterwards. It too had hung limp and wet between his legs and the same smell had pervaded the room. The big difference was there. But she was a little confused. I replied again.Me: The bus agency people gave me the number because there was no trustworthy people to return the gold.She was a bit relaxed now and took off her scarf and threw it to the stool beside. I was surprised to see that she was wearing my stolen t-shirt.She: Please sit, I will get something to drink.Me: No, it is not necessary. Thank you.But she insisted to have some orange juice. I sat on the sofa and she went into the kitchen. I took the mangalsutra. It's called masturbation, and it can be fun by yourself. If you have a partner, it can be even more fun, whether you're doing yourself, doing each other, or one of you is watching the other get off. The only things I couldn't learn with Amber were things dealing specifically with guys, like pleasuring their manhood with my mouth, or having them push it inside me, and having sex with me. We used dildos, and strapons, but since they weren't part of either of us, we couldn't tell the other if. Once when everyone went out, I watched 2 videos on BRAZZERS and then came to tv room to watch bikini models. I noticed that the maid was sitting near the sofa and reading magazine. Anyhow I switched on the tv and started browsing through different channels. I noticed FTV showing Model Girl’s photoshoot in seductive poses but I changed the channel soon as she was present in the room. I waited for a while for her to leave but she didn’t.As I couldn’t wait any longer and I was dying to see those.