"When you came, I came again. Hard. I had to stifle my moans in your pussy it was so good again." Her eyes searched my face as she continued, "I think... that's it. I think that's what sends me over the top when I make someone cum. I think it's that feeling that what I'm doing is so good that they can't stop themselves from orgasming. It makes me feel incredible..."I didn't know what to say. I thought of myself and my fantasies and masturbation. I never had a wit of trouble. Well the first time,. . Losing my marriage was enough.'Beneath his knees, the small stones were digging in, but he didn't feel a thing. His emotional pain was overbearing as he thought, 'She'll never set foot in this house again.'His wife, Karen, had just left, slinging gravel as she peeled out. Her dust still hung in the air.Living in the country had its advantages, and not having nosey neighbors was at the top of the list. Feeling the need, he let loose and cried out, "Why? Oh God ... please, tell me why."Suddenly. Me and my sister must have been the only girls in the bar! I felt the dozen or so guys stare at us as we entered. Thankfully Jasmine was dressed more for attention in that kind of place so I was glad when we slipped into a booth with our bottled beers. I had never drunk much alcohol before being only 16. I liked it and we had quickly drunk three bottles each apart from Bradley who was driving. We decided to skip the film and head into town to a dance club Bradley new. I would never had agreed. After an age of bliss, I decided to have a quick shower and return to the bar.I had no sooner got my beer before Erik joined me at the bar. He had a strangely bemused look on his face.“Did you have a good time?” I asked.“Jesus, Wiley, I have to tell you that I have had the most incredible weekend. So far, I have received a sex education of the highest order,” he stated with a disbelieving snigger, before continuing, “You won’t believe what has just happened to me!”“Tell me everything,” I.