He is right handed so I guess he was using his left to last longer (I have been told about this). He was pulling his foreskin back and forth methodica...ly. His cock was long and hard, quite thin but really sexy looking. He stroked gently for a while but then started to alternate by passing his hand over his balls and pulling at them. I was fascinated and really turned on. I had never seen a guy mastúrbate before. But what should I do? If he turned on the light I would be revealed as the. What?Yes, there was a wolf.No, not that kind of wolf. What the hell type of story are you looking for??…Fine, I'll tell the whole thing from the beginning. At least the story will finally be corrected.I woke up on Saturday around 10. I had just had an amazing dream. My boyfriend, a park ranger (No, he wasn't a huntsman, where the hell do people get this shit from?), was working not far from my home, and my dream had made me insanely horny. Let's just say it involved me bent over a stump and. He opened immediately, grinning at her. "Nice flat," she said, as she slipped inside and heard the door shut behind her. "Drink?" he asked waving a bottle of rum as she sat down on the sofa. "Sure," she replied and before she knew it he sat down right beside her on the sofa, placing two glasses on the table in front of them. "So," he started, "you wanna get fucked good and hard tonight?" She smiled nervously, pretending to be innocent, and teasingly saying "But I'm a good girl, dear, I would. "Thank you again." "No," he said backing away from me a few steps and still inspecting me. "You're putting me on. Are you really his sister? Or girlfriend?" "No. I'm really not," I said as I did a little turn so he could get a more complete look. The short skirt lifted with the motion of the turn. I looked at him then and saw that he was now seriously considering his own statement and slowly convincing himself it was true. I went to the chair he had reseated himself in now and sat.