The boy’s attention remained on what was happening in the tent on the screen.Raymond, who already was unzipped, reached down, grasped the waistband ...of the flesh and blood Jimmy and hooked it and the kid’s jock strap pouch under the boy’s balls. Jimmy murmured a “no” and moved to readjust the shorts, but Raymond pointed to the screen and said, “Look, werewolf attack,” and Jimmy looked up at the screen and was lost. Werewolf warriors were running through the village, killing and raping everyone. Not so massive that they drooped down but a perfect handful, well rounded and upright but still with delightful bounce in them when she walked. The scond thing you need to know is that they were strictly off limits. No touching, no licking and definitely no fucking. Not even for me, her long suffering boyfriend. "Not until we are married," was her mantra. If there was ever a greater incentive to pop the question to a girl I have yet to hear it. My only concern was that her prudishness would. Being a bit of a technophile, (I have been accepted to Engineering school next year,) it was no problem for me to whip up a special microphone and sound system with an enhanced sound mixer to allow me to capture and isolate the mumbling sounds into words. After that I spent many nights listening to my private ‘porn radio’ as I called it, clearly hearing every word Joe and Bobbi said in the bedroom. This drove me to many masturbation sessions as I listened to what Bobbi and Joe were doing in. I opened the door and saw it was Mabel and Frank standing there. I reckoned that they were going to complain about what they had seen, but I was wrong. Frank said, "We saw you naked and apparently masturbating. Were you?" "Im sorry to say that I was and I apologise if you were upset at what you saw." "You needent apologise, George," Mabel said. "We were both quite interested. Did you intend to cum before we interrupted you?" "Yes. I went into my lounge to get some newspapers to catch my cum,.