Funny thing is I still managed a wank...How about that!One of the most erotic wanks I ever had was with my long term partner now.It was only about the...third time we ever slept together and i was not sure how she would react if i suggested I have a wank.I need not have worried.I finaly plucked up the courage to broach the subject with her and when i did she said of course you can wank,fuck I do.Now you may think me naive or something,but i honestly thought women only wanked in porn movies.All. He did not move. She gagged again and he pulled out let her gasp for air and slide it back in her throat. She dared not move. He slide it further in until she gagged and thought she would vomit. All the while the fat dildo silently did it's job of stretching her anus for him and the vacuum pump was engorging her cunt lips. He continued to slide the whole length of his cock in and out of her mouth and throat whilst calmly explaining - in between her gags and gasps - that he was training her for. As there was a shortage of men I suppose.My passion was fishing and I couldn't wait to spend my time by the river that was only a short bike ride away.So my mother packed my lunch and a bottle of orange squash, reminding me to be home before 6pm. And off I went.As it was summer the banks of the river were very overgrown but I new the spot I wanted. As I approached I saw that the undergrowth had been troden down. I made my way and there was an old man (well old to me, maybe as old as my father). I returned to Fred and Ginger's cabin. "Well Ginger is official," I said through the translator. "Your husband Fred is in the wind."Please rephrase came the translator's request. "Your husband Fred is on the run." I do not believe it. The rebels have him captive." She said through the machine. I had to believe that she might at least believe it, but I wasn't about to give her that easy a time."No Ginger he walked away from you. He is on the run without you. Now you either helped him, or he has.