Basically any time I was hidden from the chest down, I had my hand in my pants. It wasn't until I was 11 or 12 that I found out what I was doing was m...sturbating.Once I learned about the mechanics of sex, it got extra weird...I basically found anything that was remotely phallic shaped and put it inside me. I had my first g-spot orgasm with a bottle of body wash and once I learned the difference between that and and a clitoral one, I became even more obsessed. This was a whole new thing, not. He described how he felt quite strange and remembered dancing closely with someone, his head resting on their shoulder. Then, he had realised that his very hard cock was being squeezed and manipulated by his dance partner. He said he’d opened his eyes and saw his girlfriend watching him hungrily, seated on a heavy armchair, her eyes shining in the dim light from the club lighting.” Vicky squirmed on her seat, hoping desperately that her flooding pussy wasn’t leaking on to her skirt. She closed. But, hard enough for her lips to cover the head of my dick and making hot, wet, noises. Thickness, was moaning and panting hard now. Her heavy tits, covered in hers and my own sweat. Rose and fell against her chubby tummy. She wrapped her chunky thighs around my hips and dug her bare, heels into my thighs. "No more teasing. I want you, NOW!" she said pushing her hips forward sharply. My dick disappeared into her pussy with a loud squelch. She sucked my mouth so hard that it actually hurt a. After four shudders; Lois won; Mistress made me clean the drops off my cock with my finger and then lick it off. Then Sue said the mug looked too full and suggested I drink some of it so I wouldn't spill any when I went to empty it. Having no option, I raised it to my lips and took a drink of my own urine! After I did this, Lois said it still looked too full. Smiling at me she ordered me to drink some more before I was allowed to go empty it.Mistress told me I could make more tea, but I wasn't.