Can you wait that long?" asked Janet."The longer I wait, the longer my hair will be when the day arrives."smiled Paula."So much the better." said Lind.... "Now that we've eaten, can we go andrepair our faces?" Sure." said Paula.As they entered the room, Paula decided to venture onto the lastremaining part of Paul."The only problem I'll have with long hair, is how to put it all in acrash helmet." she told Linda."Motor racing! I forgot about that." said Linda. "Still dreaming of acareer in that?". So Ijacked off into the commode. It didn't take much time. Then I did it. Iput away my male parts between my legs. And I locked them there by pullingmy underwear up. My maleness was gone. The source of my manly pride haddisappeared. Only a flat triangle remained. And it was so smooth!I am sure no one noticed me on the way back to my seat but it felt likethe whole world was staring at my crotch. It was hard to walk. My usuallong, confident strides were replaced by slow, tentative, and weird. With the way she was carrying on, panting and moaning, I figured I must also be rubbing her G-spot with every stroke.At this stage in my development, I believed that there was no such thing as a bad fuck. This fuck did not compare in pleasure to those that Jenny and I had, but there was no question that I was enjoying it. Mrs. Jackson continued to pant and moan as I continued to stroke. Finally, I felt her begin to tighten up in preparation for an orgasm. This was enough to bring me along, and. Yes the scene. Mila laughed, and then when she saw the look on Natalies face clarified, What? We didnt practice before today and you obviously didnt feel comfortable with it, so maybe a little practice would make you feel more comfortable. I dont think so. Natalie quickly said dismissively. Why not? Mila asked. Well&hellip, Natalie began, her brain desperately searching for a good reason, its two totally different environments. On the set were surrounded by people, here were alone&hellip, So,.