This is not the part of the story in which I tell you that his hand felt amazing and I became instantly addicted. The truth was, his hand gripped me a... an odd angle and his movements were timid, likely due to his fear I'd be upset for taking things further than we'd discussed. Yet I didn't say anything and I made no effort to stop him.For the next little bit, I sat in his bed as he stroked both his cock and mine. His technique was too foreign to really enjoy it, but I found myself reacting. Yes daddy he said on your knees behind her I said, he moved into position behind her and started eating her cunt I walked around behind him and started rubbing lube all over his asshole and my cock sarah said let me switch and she rolled over on her back she spred ger legs wide inviting wess into her wet little pussy hole I moved to the side so I could play with sarahs twat and help wess put his cock in and I was really into jacking and rubbing his thick cock up and down her dripping wet cunt I. " "Take care of it? What do you mean?" "I jerk off." "I watched a boy jerk off once. He had a pretty small cock," she said, no longer looking at me, her stare was fixated on my cock and her hand gently stroking the slender shaft. "Can I see you?" I asked now. "What?" "I've shown you y cock now you should show me your pussy." "I guess it's only fair," she said, and hurriedly pushed off her own pajama pants. She sat up, still under the bed sheets, positioning herself that I had an. Let’s see how the boys feel.’ ‘What do you find most attractive about Amber, Charles?’ Amber rose from her seat again and twirled, her lovely hair swirling about her. ‘Everything!’ Charles gulped. ‘She’s a knock-out!’ ‘But what if she was just a real snotty, stuck-up little witch, Charles?’ ‘I’d try not to notice,’ Charles said earnestly. ‘She could get away with it.’ ‘Take notes, girls. Charles, like many men, is primarily stimulated by his visual perceptions. Amber, like many women, may begin.