Jessica gazed at the long piece of skin and flesh, the length bobbing slightly with his pulse.“My girlfriend likes me to keep my cock out of my unde...rwear so she can get it hard and show off its size to the other girls, especially in my swimsuit.”“You must walk around with a permanent hard-on,” Sandra joked.“Some days it feels like I do.”Brad’s underwear soon joined his jeans, socks and shoes on the floor. He took off his shirt.Sandra’s hand caressed around the long shaft and slowly stroked it.. Ducking all responsibility for their condition. Boy!” she continued, “Talk about blaming the victim! You two really take the cake.”Then tears appeared in her eyes and it looked like she was going to break down. Mary and Ann exchanged looks of concern as she continued, “You want me to tell you that things can’t get any worse ... That Jo and Christy were the scrapings from the bottom of the barrel, and the next ones will be much better. But I can’t! I just can’t...” At that she threw herself face. I began to spend more and more hours in front of the computer. My parents, seeing that it had become my favorite toy, decided to buy me a new computer for my birthday when I turned xxxxxxxx. They were happy with me because I never bothered them to go out.My friends considered me pretty and when I looked in the mirror, I liked what I saw… But I was a bit shy. In those days I’d rather stay home locked up in my room watching penis pictures and cumshot videos than going out; my mom was very strict. It was right at that moment that I realized we were all like books on the shelf waiting for someone to read us and pass us on to the next person to enjoy as well. I decided that I would take out a book about a specific battle in the American Revolution and see if it would trigger my sub-conscious to make that mystical jump back into the past in the same way I had done with the American Civil War. It seemed like a weird and ineffective plan but strangely I felt at ease with it and could not wait.