Meanwhile my erection was throbbing. It deserved attention. And immediately. I took my hand off her breast, and slowly took her hand steadily I moved ...t inch by inch, into the blanket, and finally onto my cock. To have her touch my cock, felt like heaven. It was like nothing I had ever imagined. It bet every fucking masturbation session I had ever had. I closed my fingers around her hand and tightened her hold on my cock slightly. Her fingers closed over it, with more pressure than could have. “Are you two going to get up and get a room any time soon?” the man asked with a supercilious smile.“Uh, sure.” George said, more than a little embarrassed.With that, they got up, brushed themselves off, and continued to the dining car.Bob shook himself and woke himself from the trance that had come after the collision. He picked up his radio mic. It was very surreal to him; he knew that could happen at any time, but it had been something in his nightmares up to that point. It hadn’t been real.. Fortunately his aim was lousy or I might be missing some teeth. Anyway, I wanted to nip that sort of -- uh -- crap -- in the bud by showing people I wouldn't take it lying down. I learned to throw from Carl, of course, and I guess I did throw it pretty hard. I was aiming for his -- what's the German word? -- 'der Nabel, ' -- his belly button. I guess the wind caught it or something." Or something," she agreed drolly.She may have been chuckling and shaking her head, but I wasn't laughing. A week. I could feel juice dribble out between my pussy lips as he spoke to me, teasing my nipples and breasts as he stood in front of me, watching the show.He made me lift up my skirt and spread my knees, so he had a full view of my pussy, remarking on how lovely and clean shaven I was. When he called me his ‘good little girl’, I couldn’t help but coo and moan in appreciation. He wanted me to masturbate for him, spreading my pussy lips and rubbing my juices around my hard little clit. The first time I.