You must allow me to do something. Allow me to pleasure you a little... ?” The tears were running down her cheeks, as she implored me. I finally agr...ed, but told her to do nothing that would injure herself. She slipped from the bed to the floor. She was on her knees. She had me sit on the edge of the bed, feet on the floor, and spread my legs. She reached out, and wrapped her hand around me. I had slept in the bed naked with this beautiful girl/woman for two nights with only a mild hard on. Now. “Why don’t we let our friend here call you a cab? I’ll spring for it to make sure you get home safely.”The doorman tilted his head at me. I doubted he recognized me. I handed over $50 – all the money I had in my wallet.“Will this get them home?” I asked in a low voice.“It will, Mr. Blakely,” the man said. “Thank you.”“Sure,” I said.“Mr. Blakely will pay for your cab fare,” the man said. “If you’ll follow me, I’ll make sure you get one to house you all. Where are you headed?”“The university,” a. I hadn't had sex with someone in a while, and had gotten used to evenings watching the usual stack of gay porn tapes; rewatching my favorite cumshots until my tv screen was pretty much glazed. So I thought, on one end, here was an invitation; even if it was not the most attractive guy and, on top of that, someone close to three-times my age at the time. I told him I couldn't come at that moment, but asked for his number. I could see the old horny dog just about have a heart attack. How many. "Fine. Just call her up right now and break up with her." "That’s actually not a bad idea. I’m gonna call her right now." He took out his phone and called his soon to be ex- girlfriend. As he was talking to her, I took off my pants and my soaked undies. I spread my legs out and started masturbating right then and there. I put a finger in my wet pussy and pushed it in and out, coating it with my slick juices. Any train of thought Matt had disappeared as he saw me finger fucking myself. He.