I used that piece of silk and would wash it out and put it up on my top shelf to dry so I could use it again. I was about ten when I learned that a sq...irt of hand lotion would also do the job quite nicely and was easier to clean up after. Just some tissues and that was all.So, like many of us, I suppose, I became a prolific masturbator. When I was just ready to turn twelve, the feelings got lots better and I was now shooting white, cloudy, sticky cum.My best friend, Eric, had also begun playing. What happened next made me feel sorry for every woman that went throughthe process of finding clothing and liking them.I was first asked to give measurements and since I was not able theyjust decided to go ahead take them there. After a few minutes one ofthem sounded out 38-23-36. They said my bust wasn't going to be aproblem since they deal with women with larger sizes then mine. I feltbetter knowing I wasn't going to be subjected to trying on clothing thatwas going to be too small or far. I leaned forward and bit his nipple, and he moaned.In one swift motion, he stood up, picking me up, cock still inside me. He grabbed my ass and moved me up and down his hard cock.He then gently placed me on my back. He then held my ankles and proceeded to pound my pussy! He was like a machine fucking my very wet pussy. Suddenly I started to feel an orgasm building in me. It took only a few more seconds, and I was cumming on his cock!My entire body was shaking as I had orgasmic spasm after. He stepped out of his garment and was just as naked as Peggy. His cock had stiffened and was poking straight out.Peggy stared, her blue eyes blazing, her tongue darting out and circling around her full lips. "Now that's what I call a beautiful cock! it's even bigger than my father's!" She let out a little giggle. "I've done some peeking, you now know!" I guess we all do some peeking now and then," Rod said, grinning. "Do you go for anything besides fucking, Peggy? I understand that some girls.