’ I sat up and hugged him. ‘You’re doing fine, really. All we’re supposed to be doing right now is learning about masturbation. Now why don’... you take your clothes off and get up here with me, and we’ll do it together?’ Without hesitation Michael tore his clothes off and sat beside me on the couch. I smiled at him encouragingly and began stroking my own clit. His cock was already as hard as it could be, and he began pumping away at it while he gazed into my eyes. Perhaps that’s what got to me,. As I closed in on my prize, I noticed she had a small patch of short blonde hair above her clit, neatly trimmed, and a soft down around her lower lips. I kissed down the inside of her thigh, then knelt in front of her, putting me at almost perfect head height with the table. I breathed in the sweet scent of her sex, only inches from my nose, as I noticed the drops of moisture forming on her lips. I leaned forward and gently licked her outer lips, slowly moving up and tickling her clit softly. He doesn’t say anything else as I sprinkle in weed, roll the paper and fold over the end, licking it to seal my work. I look it over and nod in approval. Not bad for being already fucked up. Go me. I stand up and head upstairs without a word. When I reach the door to the back yard through the dining room, I leave it open a crack and head to a chair. Thank God we have a covered patio. Rain be dousting out my joint. I sit down and check my pockets. Fuck me. Just like me to forget a lighter right. "Baby, is he hung, to say the least."Clay Marsdale looked at his wife, shrewdly. "You like that piece of meat, huh, baby?" And how. I'm getting wet just looking at it," the Oriental woman said lewdly."I thought you would," he said very sure of himself. "How'd you like to sample it?" No samples. I want the full meal!" she exclaimed."All right, my darling, he's all yours. I'm going to have them over Saturday night for cocktails."Nina was not at all surprised. "Them?" she asked. "You're not going.