’ She turned to face him leaning against the railing ‘I find that hard to believe Mr Smith.’ He smiled. ‘You don’t have to believe it but ...I’m telling you it’s true.’ He traced her jawline down to her lips and ran his thumb over her soft skin. She closed her eyes at the tingle he gave her, shuddered and turned her head away and faced the view again. He stroked her neck and lightly ran his fingers down the curve of her back to her hips placing both hands gently on them. He moved his hands over. It's not used anymore, not since my Mum and Dad had used it when first married. No-one noticed us disappearing up the stairs. And my heart was pumping with excitement as we went up and into the attic room, where there was just a simple bed and wardrobe. I just knew that this was it. This was when I was going to turn from a girl into a woman. It just felt right. After all, this was the bed where Mum and Dad had probably made me. I had none of those feelings of hesitation that I had had with my. Unable to wait any longer for my big black friend to touch me I got bold. With my cock now throbbing for attention I pulled my shorts down and exposed my 6 inch dick, which only had a small amount of pubes on it at the time. Then I could feel his hand rest back on my stomach and slowly find its way back to my long shaft. This took all my breath away, I was so horny, I wanted him to touch me so bad. He then began to stroke me, and forced a soft moan from my mouth, to let him know I wanted it. I. Finally moving your gaze to the monitor, you are truly shocked to see the picture there. You glance back down and see me still slowly stroking and rubbing my finger over the fat flange of my rock hard pole and know that I am working myself very near to orgasm. My moans are soft but becoming more frequent as the tempo of my hand movements increase.You look back at the monitor to double check what you thought you saw. As you listen to me coax my balls closer and closer to forcing their load out.