This was the second turning point in my life. School ended at 5 and I would come home before dinner. As stated my mom was a stay-home mom and she woul... prepare dinner while I showered. In the spacious bathroom I would strip down to my underwear and since I could not bring my stuffed toy into the bathroom, I would just squeeze my cock by cupping my hands, placing them between my legs, crossing my legs and squeezing. The pressure would build up and I would reach climax. (In fact, even today I. Had to pas the lie detectorI was hook on the machine and rhe inspector came in , shaking my small 22 years old hand with his strong firm rugged hand, his smile and pepper hair match with a deep calm voicei answer all the question and was found to be ''not guilty''''before we get over with the test''locking the door of the small conference room''i want to know something''''do you like to suck cocks?''''what no wtf''my reading obvioulsly made him smile''dont be shy we are alone , i love that cute. Then she started to hump her ass back while I held her hips and pushed as deep as I could into her.She was just moaning, "oui, oui." and I was telling her how much I loved her and how gorgeous she was. As she fucked me deeply the pasce quickened and we were going at it full on. She then told me that she wanted to be on the bottom and my dick never left her snatch as we turned over. She wrapped her legs around my back lifting her round butt off the sleeping bag as I fucked her.Our breathing was. So I steered the conversation onto safer ground, things moved on and we had a very pleasant evening. Neither of us drank enough to get seriously intoxicated – we really had been talking a lot, I realised – but both of us were surprised when the pub started closing around us. After which, he graciously – maybe even chivalrously – walked me up to a nearby station to pick up a cab and wandered off into the night. He shook my hand on leaving, didn't give me a hug or a kiss or anything, just a smile.