Chances are at least one of them will take a liking to me, or maybe several. With some beer in my belly I'm sure I'll find the courage this time!" - I... think to yourself. Fantasizing about how I'll sleep with every one of them, perhaps several at once each night. I feel a stiffness come on. It's not a problem, nobody can see it from here.I start touching yourself over my pants, drifting off into fantasy while I look at the back of their heads, remembering how they look, their big breasts hiding. My ex was in the damn store with her bf. I said excuse me as if i didnt know who she was got my juice and happened to make it on line right behind her bf. She walks up to me and says what ya cant speak, and introduces me to her new bf. This heffa had the nerve to act is if everything was cool with us and act like we were the best of friends. I wanted to just walk out the store right there, but my pride made me stand ground. I didnt want to give her the satisfaction of letting her know i was. Mindy, back in the shadows of the hallway, clutched the shirt to her chest and watched. She watched until it was obvious her mother was having an immense orgasm. Then she did run back to her room, where she closed the door quietly, and went looking for her own orgasm to go with her mother's.Back in her bedroom, Lana was gasping for air as her brother kissed his way up her body, over her flat belly, across her belly button, and to her breasts. He stopped there long enough to suckle each nipple. Sex with yourself is pretty much a sure thing, so she always drew out the anticipation as long as possible.Fingertips ticking her outer lips felt like dozens of tiny tongue flickers dancing on her skin. She moaned softly at the thought of a man’s lips and tongue stroking her sex, as the tiniest of movements brought her closer to her throbbing clit. When the first fingertip made contact, she flinched at the pleasure that jolted through her…this wasn’t going to take long at all. Softly, with.