Mene blanket nahi dhank rakha tha isliye mujhe thand lagne lagi. Vo mere shoulders ko rubb karne laga n meri nind khul gayi but mujhe accha lag raha t...a isliye mene ussey mana nahi kiya aur aise hi pretend kiya jese me nind me hu. Ab mujhe bahut accha lagne laga tha. Uske hands rubb karte time mere boobs pe bhi halke se touch hone lage. Mujhe alag hi maza aa raha tha. Ab usne dhire se apne hath mere boobs par rakh diye and dhire se press karne laga taki me uthna jau. Lekin ussey kya pata tha ki. " That's easy enough to fix, get yours pierced!" But that's so permanent! I'm not sure I'm ready for anythingpermanent!" Mark wailed."Oh for heavens sake Mary Ann, were not talking about having sex changesurgery! It's just two tiny little holes to let you wear prettyearrings!"Mark shrugged his shoulders."You're right as usual, but I'm still not sure I want something thatdrastic."Sheila thought for a moment."Tell you what, why not compare before you decide?" Compare what? Not having pierced. I’m there. The world stops, time stops and all sensation is centred on my cock head. Oh God I’m cumming. Oh yes. Mmmmmh. Oh yes. I’m cumming, I’M CUMMING, I’M CUMMING!I tremble then freeze. My foreskin pulled back to the ridge. No hand movement. My breathing stops, senses of taste, smell and hearing disappear. Eyes glaze over. My body tenses, muscles stiffen, toes pointing. And all my nerves cells are based in my cock, on my purple, sensitive cockhead, glistening with pre-cum. A breath of wind. "As soon as Sally left the house, I made my way directly to the bathroom where, on opening the laundry basket, I found the maroon cotton gym knickers she'd been wearing and there is no prizes for guessing what I did with them.Holding them in my hand, I went directly to my bedroom where I quickly stripped off . Draping her knickers over my prick, I started rubbing them up and down the length of it, the feel of the soft smooth maroon cotton driving me wild till after what seemed like no time at.