I felt Kim shudder as she began to climax, and moved my fingers to copy her mood. If I played with her clit, I brought her closer, if I moved my finge...rs down to her lips the sensation was the same but the pressure not so great. I kept her close for a couple of minutes before giving in to both our urges, and she came hard, her face reddened and her breath came in gasps, her blonde hair clinging to her face and framing her beauty. I slowly abated the pressure on her pussy, slowly circling with a. But then again maybe she read the same book because I would get aroused by answering her questions. “Well, it’s the only way I know how, and I know that it will sound kind of c***dish to you, even though for a long time I didn’t think I was masturbating.” “Stop, stop. I bet I know exactly how you masturbate. I know because you are so much just like me. You’re in bed, on your stomach with your hand between your legs. You fuck your hand as your fingers play with your clit, and, and you don’t take. Why was I so fucking stupid? I think women are right when they say men think with their cocks instead of their brains. Or the other saying, "There is only enough blood flow to either go to your dick or to your brain, but not enough to go to both."It all started with the stupid boys' night out. Married guys like me don't need to go to these events if there are other women present. The conversation always turns to sex and guys like me get horny. Hell, I don't hardly remember her name - wait,. Paula didn't miss a drop; sucking and swallowing every last drop of her lover's thick cum deep into her waiting stomach.After Paula had finished Bill off and had licked his cock completely clean of all the sperm he'd shot into her mouth, she zipped him back up safely and then sat there next to him, digging her hand down in between her thighs, and slipping her fingers inside her panties to help herself reach a much needed orgasm as well. Bill loved watching his mistress masturbating for him.