This is crazy. People are walking past between us all the time; laden with shopping bags; texting and chatting on their phones; going about their dail... business. Why don’t they notice this masturbatory frenzy going on just below eye level?Janet’s really getting going now. She wriggles her fingers around inside me, then curls them up, feeling for my special soft spot. Oh fuck, she finds it. She’s rubbing me there. I feel my juices dribbling out of me. I’m tingling.“Ah shit, Janet, I’m going to. .. ?”“They began slowly at first, simply trysts with them and then with other knowledgable and experienced members. But with each adventure the intensity, the eroticism and the physical release increased. Each experience brought new and higher states of sensuality and fulfillment, until finally I was experiencing sexual adventures that I could never have imagined in my wildest fantasies. But not only did I experience these adventures myself, I learned how to create them for others.”“Why are you. I often say that the clit is like the female penis, once excited and hard, you can do a lot with it! So I sucked it into my mouth and licked it with my tongue. Elin was now panting heavily and shaking all over. I could not believe it, but she came again and my mouth filled with her love liquids ejaculating copiously from her pussy. What about me? Finally I felt her fingers on my ass and her tongue licking my pussy; it did not take long for me to have an orgasm either; by then I was so excited. Let me get her for you.” John held his breath on the front porch for the longest two minutes of his life, before a beautiful girl with long brown hair and dark eyes stepped in front of him. His breath caught and his heart started pounding in his chest. He handed her the roses as a look of surprise crossed her face. Then he handed her the packet of letters. “I’m John Henry Bartlett III,” he began. “Bart.” A flush sprang to her cheek and she grabbed the doorway for support. “You may have heard.