Cool. Sometimes when somone else does it it feels better. Seconds passed and then Anthony reached his hand over and felt my dick. He held it and strok... it and ran the back of his fingers up and down it. His soft hand felt awesome on my dick. And the skin on his dick was really soft but his dick was as hard as a rock He held mine then he would run his fingers around in my pubes and then he would hold it again. I stopped jerking his and pushed my hands in his shorts and rubbed his balls. His sac. Wesley didn’t seem to have to work at much of anything. He was just the way he was. A down home country man. Lacey followed his strong lead well and it wasn’t long before Wesley had her doing moves that made it look like they had been doing this for years. She was more relaxed and more refreshed than she had been in ages, even though a bit of sadness hinged around her eyes as the reality of her having to go back to the city was looming in the back of her mind. But for the time being, she held. She knew she wouldn't see her 23rd birthday unless she changed and she was amazed when she realized she truly wanted to see another year pass by. So she quit. She quit the drugs with the help of a program. She quit the alcohol at the same time and in the same way. It was easier because she left porn behind at the same time.Still, life after porn wasn't easy, either. Few jobs are available for women who leave the industry. The jobs that are available don't pay nearly as well as fucking on camera. "You mean my penis?" I asked and they all laughed nervously."It's something that we want to draw and, well, we know we can't do it in class. I've got you some lube, here," she said, handing me a small bottle of clear gel."Yeah, okay," I said and dribbled a little on my cock which was, of course, on the rise, and began.No wonder, I thought, she wanted a private session, I was sure this would never, ever be allowed in class but, well, look, I'd already had sex with one of the girls in the class.