He had been an good and constant target for years! The poor boy always got flushed and really embarassed. Cathy was sure it was his flushed face, full... of pent up desire, that made her loose control one day in the last week when she had nearly sent him over the edge.He couldn't believe it when the popular and beautiful blonde led him to an abandoned area and grabed his hard pole. Cathy was fingered by him while sucking his cock. Her orgasms were among the best of her life, even if he had no idea. She didn’t really need to look at it, so fixed was its image in her mind. The first time she had held it in the privacy of her own flat she had run the cold, slender barrel between her legs and she’d cum. No, that wasn’t right. Oh, sure, she’d had an orgasm but it was like none that had gone before it. For a start it happened in seconds. It had begun as she picked it from the case and ran her fingers along the dull, grey metal. She’d felt it immediately and as soon as she pushed her trousers. His arm was moving gently up and down as he tried rubbing his prick without me seeing. “You feeling horny?” I asked. “You better believe It.,” he breathed. When we got to the house I went off to the bathroom. As I sat on the toilet my eye caught something white hanging from the laundry basket. I leant across and slowly pulled the pair of panties from the laundry basket. They still felt warm. I looked at the crotch and saw that they were still very wet. I lifted them to my nose and inhaled the. Suddenly, however, she was startled out of her reverie of impotent rage and wanton sexual need by a knock at her door. Oh no. She had forgotten that she had scheduled a cable installation for today since it was Saturday, and she'd be home from work.As she looked out the peephole at the rugged, sexy working-class man on the other side, however, she realized that this wasn't a time to be afraid - this was her chance to demonstrate her newfound influence over men. She could feel how strongly her.