I want her to go home tonight and talk about the noisy couple fucking for over an hour. Plus I hope she realizes I came twice and tells all her friend.... I quite like being the mysterious old man stud. I could not have been happier if I had just won Wimbledon and hit the winning run in cricket. The smile on my face was clear to see. Polly just laughed, "steady there old man'' remember I did all the work. If that girl talks to her friends, it needs to be about the hot Aussie, who screams when she. The shop keeper looked either disgusted or jealous. We were both too excited to tell. While she was busy rushing for the hygiene section, I also bought a bottle of refrigerated soda to hold against my balls on the ride to the motel."Awww yeah. Fuck. That does it." I moaned, pushing the can hard against my crotch to cool my almost bursting blue balls.Cynthia found this hilarious. "Hey you," she giggled, "Don't get that too warm. You might be thirsty after I'm done with you."Finally we arrived at. Basically, the only time they went to bed early, was when Marian knew her husband needed some relief from whatever stress was causing him to get ugly. Music is not all that soothes the savage beast.And sexual tension continued to build.To be sure, there was the odd opportunity to masturbate. Bernadette and Hilda Mae now did so whenever the mood struck them, which was almost nightly. Quite often one would start, and the other would join her sister, inflamed by what she heard in the bed next to. ” I heard her giggle, and I sat in my chair to wait for her. She stepped out, and I repeated my offer to take her home.“You can’t drive, and you shouldn’t be at home by yourself with that concussion. I’ll stay here with you.”“I only have the one bed.”“I thought you had two bedrooms.”“I do, but I never bothered to furnish it. What about your place?”“I rent a room from a friend of my father’s, so I have just the one bed, too. We can share yours, if it’s big enough.”“You want to share a bed with.