I masturbated all the time, in the morning, after school, at night, I even locked myself in a plane bathroom and fingered myself. I became obsessed wi...th cumming, it just felt so good. I would go online read a nasty story, get all wet, and then lie on my stomach on my bed, and hump my right hand...Still, there was something missing...namely a cock.My parents sent my best friend and I on a graduation trip and I vowed to myself I was going to get my cherry popped. After a couple days of sitting on. My dick just throbbed in her hand."Wow, that felt great" I remarked.Julie smiled. "I thought you were afraid of getting caught/" Yes, but that sure was great"She smiled and got out of the tub. She smiled as she walked away.I retrieved my wife as several guys were starting to hover around her.We went to our room and I had a night of great sex. She was so drunk I could do anything I wanted. We started with a good old fashioned blow job. Veronica hadn't done this for years and I was glad she was. I like seeing those suffering a hard time smile over my antics. Either way, my life won’t get any better if I hole up in my room, afraid to come out. As my friend says, ‘the world saw you tripping over your feet; it’s time you demonstrate you know how to dance’.”“About that, what accounts for that one video? You appeared to be in distress, and you ended up bloodied and battered before fleeing the scene. You were right about the circumstances, early street footage reveals you unhurt beforehand.. “With your mouth,” he picked up his belt and flicked it once like a whip. “and do it quickly or you'll get the belt.”I stood on my knees and mouth my mouth on the elastic band, Sam did the same, he stood there almost at full attention. “I'm not hard yet, make me hard.” Sam moved her mouth towards his semi-erect penis. He stopped her, “With out touching me.”I understood, I did my best to crawl to Sam, I began to kiss her, letting my bare breast rub against hers, she let out a little moan as.