I usually went right to sleep after our fuck sessions, but tonight was to be different. I wanted to get her hot. She had complained to me, more than o...ce, about me being the fuck-and-roll-over type. She wanted, she said, some cuddling after sex. Well, I was now going to oblige her. I pulled her into a cuddle mode.I said, "Gee, darling, I'm especially horny tonight. How about I finger your pussy a bit while we chat. Would you like that?" I felt her nod on my shoulder. Oh, yeah, she'd like that.. She would cum within a few thrusts from him, it was that exciting. Richard was different. He rarely took the lead or initiated sex, unless it was when fantasising about another male fucking her. Ben would be different too, she was certain of that. He would be the sort of man that took what he wanted, when he wanted. She could imagine his strong muscular arm holding her short weak arms down. She could imagine his free hand tearing at knickers. There would be no niceties from him when getting at. Being a horny guy, I used to masturbate a lot since my 12th standard. I used to masturbate in the bathroom and I even used to masturbate in the internet centres watching porn. My house is located in the corner of a slum, the terrace used to have a great view of the temporary bathrooms of the slum people. I used to secretly peep into those bathrooms regularly and used to masturbate looking at the naked women when they are having a bath.One day I was masturbating pulling my shorts just a little. They were all happily talking, and Dave was glad to see Jenn and Holly included. He had seen enough sun in the previous weeks so that he had a good all-over tan, so he stayed in the shade but didn’t worry about burning as he read though a couple of hundred emails from work.Nancy took a chair next to him after sharing a kiss. “How’re you doing, boss?”Dave shook his head. “I love you, but I wish you wouldn’t call me ‘boss.’ Those words, especially in this context, make me feel guilty every time.