No good. At the same time, I noticed something else... there was something within me that thoroughly enjoyed having something else - someone else -... touching my pecker. While I didn't want to be discovered, I also didn't want it to end...I really had mixed feelings inside, but decided to try to do something about it. I 'awoke', and sat up somewhat. Sure enough, Ken, in his sleep, withdrew his arm. Not completely, but at least it wasn't resting on my now fully-hard pecker anymore. I asked. From 2009 to 2012 i was the king of sex, every girl i ever tried was with me and i used to love it. I was talking abt my trainee the one i was longing for an almost got her but that was just beginning. So she was a Panjabi girl 5.6 or 5.7 i think well with the best figure i can ever imagine. Perfect boobs and flat tummy, long curly hairs and smart as hell. I usd to love checking her bra. U can say i m a bra lover i love checking out bras of every women i pass by. So that day she started sucking. Her clothing only allowed fleeting touches as she continued sucking and stroking me passionately. I ran my hand down her body and between her legs, rubbing her thru her jeans. I pressed my hand firmly against her jeans wanting desperately to feel her moist pussy and opened my eyes to look at her. I suggested it was a little unfair that one of us was naked and the other fully clothed. She released my cock as she stood and looked at me smiling as she asked what I would like her to do next. I. My body reacted, I could feel the gush that the touch produced and the warmth spreading throughout my body. I spread my legs farther. Amy must of took this as a sign of my willingness as her hand traveled up again till it was resting on my pussy and started to make slow circles massaging my lips. A slight moan escaped my lips and I immediately grabbed my pillow and pulled it over my face to muffle the noise. At the sound of the moan Amy got bolder and slipped a finger between my lips and over.