Yes some said I have a sex addicted attitude and need help, so I talked to a psychiatrist, and we fucked at our first meeting, on his carpet, face up ...and face down, so that did not help my addiction, but gave me my daily orgasm.I am sure you guys reading this are doing the same as I am, touching ourselves, I have two fingers inside and rubbing my clitoris with my thumb, are you pulling your foreskins over your cock-heads, yummy that felt good.I am the second top writer of sex in here and I. The view was looking west across the water to the piers where there were large sailboats tied up. It was about fifteen minutes past noon and the sun was just beginning to peep over the building from the east side. Delicious coffee, new books to examine, a cool salty breeze and the faint sounds of lines slapping against the masts of boats. The door to my left opened and out stepped a vison of paradise. She was tall with fair skin and shoulder length jet black hair and crystal blue eyes. She. She said o.k. We chatted for a while and fixed the programme.later in the evening I went to pick her up for the movie. She looked ravishing. When we reached the movie hall it was house full. I tried to act too smart by inviting her to my place to watch the movie in my comp. And to have dinner but she refused. So we went for some other movie. There were few steamy scenes the movie which turned me on, I went to feel her pussy that very moment but I was helpless, I didn’t want to ruin my further. The next week Marion was still gone. Mom came home and Doug went to work. Craig was still in New York. I stopped by and spent some loving time with Nancy. I'd shown her the pictures I took and she was so embarrassed but also so excited. She wanted them and wanted the negatives, so I gave them both to her. I also took the boat over to Debbie's one day, and when I pulled up, I caught her out by the pool reading the WSJ. We chatted for a while, and after I showed her the pictures, she said she.