Whether its magazines, videos, both phone & webcam sex, toys, tributes - I've done it all.But the one I love the most is masturbating in public.Its no... the thrill of being caught, and I never have, but its the different situations and places that get me going.My first time was in a public toilet.Not the erotic of settings I know but we all start somewhere.I was 19 and in college at the time and had the afternoon off so I went into town to kill some time before I had catch the bus home.I went. Turning over blearily in bed and rubbing my eyes, I propped my head up on one arm to look curiously in that direction. A moment later, Myles emerged.‘Good morning,’ he said, and smiled, and slipped back into bed next to me, cradling my cheek as he gave me a slow, deep kiss which made me feel surprisingly warm.‘Good morning,’ I replied. We were both still naked from the night before, and I let the cover fall away as I sat up next to him in bed, exposing my pale breasts. I snuggled up close to. I ran my right hand up the inside of her silky smooth thigh and as I reached her swollen mound I could feel the heat emanating from it. The smooth lips and folds looked so inviting and were covered in a sheen of moisture. I wasn’t sure at that point if it was hers alone or their combined fluids. I knew she smelt of both man and woman but I still wasn’t certain if the matted pubic hairs and the moisture on and around her vulva was hers alone, or not. As I touched her delicate outer folds, she. His neck, as strong, and easily five feet long supporting a head that could only be described as regal and proud - until I felt his sad eyes again. A long pointed head with thick ridges over his eyes and long pointed ears sweeping back. A crest of spikes running from head to tail all along his back. Deadly sharp looking claws on each of his feet. The front ones, slightly smaller, looking more like hands. Finally, those massive wings of his. When stretched I am sure they would fill the entire.