I'm told of a Biblical man named Onan, who was reported, in negative terms, to have 'spilled his seed on the ground'. The poor man had blue balls but ...no access to the cunt, mouth, ass, even the hand of a woman (or man) and therefore had to rely upon (choose one) whack off, jerk off, jill off, spank his monkey, choke his chicken, wank (for those of you across the pond), use his palm and five sisters, etc. And thus the act of masturbation came down through the centuries as a no-no. In the same. I followed her in to the living room as she sat on the sofa patting me to sit next to her.I said I am so impressed with your hair do it must have taken so long for you to do it up in such big style.She said I thought you would like it so one my colleagues from the salon came to help and asked her do get it as big as possible.I said it is beautiful and such a turn on for me as I felt my shaft harden.Jackie said shall we have a drink and chat to start with, getting up and pouring two glasses of. " The group snickered as Yann turned deep red.The only thing about the trip that I hated was that I couldn't buy out first class and I was too cheap to charter a private plane. So we all flew business class. I used e-ticketing religiously, avoid metal, and ship my luggage to the hotel, so check in and security were always a breeze.The boys, at my request, had all dressed to facilitate that. They all wore slip-on shoes and pants - or tights - that didn't need a belt. They on their own decided to. You spread your legs further to allow me access and eager to obey my fingers found the spot you wanted rubbing. I felt you sway and sensed, rather than heard, you moaning softly as my fingers rubbed gently. All too soon you smacked my hand and said' That's enough for now'. Disappointed but happy with what had happened I carried on meandering through the country roads. Gradually the road grew narrower and very few cars came in any direction. 'Somewhere around here will be nice if you can find a.