Still, it was good to at least get rid of that problem,and I massaged my cock to get the last few drops of piss out - well,you need to, don't you? Eve... though I didn't have one of those verylong, droopy foreskins hanging long past the end of my cock, Iwasn't "cut" like some of the guys on the team: you could alwayssee my piss slit as my 'skin covered about half my cock head, buteven so it was possible for piss, sweat and the odd bit of pre-cumto get caught under it and it was just as much. She enjoyed making him cum but it wasn’t enough, he didn’t last long enough for her to really enjoy it ,or do it more than once.That is why she like the young ones ,like my self we could fuck for hours. I could make her cum many times and give her more intense orgasms. When she came over one night with supper she also brought along with her an album of her past lovers. She said she was going to show me some, but there were more pictures than I imagined.The food was very tasty as usual but the. I could make out that she was laying on her bed, and in the moonlight I could see that she was completely naked. The nipples on her big tits were erect and engorged. Her legs were spread open and her hands were rubbing at her pussy area. I immediately had a raging hard on. My heart pounded in my ears. I was afraid she might see me, but I was so horny that I just reached down and started stroking my cock, watching her rub her pussy and her breasts. I had heard that women masturbated but the. I figured I'd beattending school at another campus and still living out of my folk's housefor a while longer. They sort of want me to pledge a house on campus, but Iwouldn't know the first thing about how to do it. Even if I wanted to join.I've never been too much of the social type and I don't want to spend mycollege days flat out drunk. I may not know exactly what I want to do but Iknow what I don't want. It's probably too late to join up anyway, right? Hequizzically asked hoping he was.