I don’t masturbate like anybody else I ever heard of. I make a clump in the bedding about the size of a fist (I used to use the head of my poor tedd... bear, but since I became too old to sleep with a teddy bear, a wad of the sheets has to suffice) and then lie on my stomach on top of it so that it exerts pressure on my clitoris. I then move my hips in a circular motion until I climax – very simple. It works with legs apart or together – either one, although when I am in a particularly frenzied. Jonathan learned that she was majoring in biochemistry, largely to keep her parents happy, but that her real love was the arts. She picked up every elective in philosophy and literature that she could manage.“At this rate, I’ll be in school forever,” she laughed. “I keep hoping I can pick up two degrees in the process. It will take me a few extra years, but my parents are happy so long as I’m in university and getting good grades.” She asked him about his studies and his interests, finally. He was serious."You can count on me, Sully."I had a raging hardon already."Are you sure she's for this?"He gave me that confident smile of his, and I knew it was.Later that night, I boffed my girl, Mandy four times before she begged off, claiming she was "sore down there." I wound up whacking off once on my own just to cool down.So Saturday evening finally arrived. I made sure I was freshly showered and shaved, and when I rang the doorbell I had a bouquet of roses on my arm. My heart was. She sucked itbetween her lips and teased it with her tongue as she squirmed on myrigid tool and tweaked the other nipple between her thumb and forefinger."No!" I gasped. Her touch was electric!"I didn't do this TO you, sissy, I did this FOR you. During our little'chat' this morning you told me that you loved only me, and that you weretotally hetero. You also told me that you are a 'breast man,' as if Ididn't already know it! Eventually, you even confessed that you reallyDID want a pair of.