And more sex. Like most boys, I was practically obsessed with thoughts of sex. My complete knowledge about sex came from my father’s “secret” ...stash of girly magazines and a few erotic novels (I don't even count what we learned in health class as sex education). I couldn’t wait both my parents to be out of the house so I could grab one and jerk off looking at all those naked tits. They didn’t even show pubic hair in those days! But no matter how many times I would jerk off during the day, I. ' She giggled. 'Well then prove it.' That was all the encouragement I need. Even though I must have emptied my sack, my throbbing manhood showed no sign of retreating so I pulled back near the entrance and pushed in steadily. 'See Grandma, he fits perfectly,' as my big mushroom kissed its soft landing. She gasped and started grinding her hips, rubbing her engorged clit on my pelvic bone. That warm and tight sensation was all I need. Our mouths came together passionately, rubbing our tongues and. . He was dressed in a lovely suit and looked really smart.I introduced him to Jane and she said "Hi." I said "Would like a drink and how about you Jane too" . He said "I only drink red stripe rum!" so I said "I will go down to the store and pick some up and get some gin for Jane at the same time too." He said to her "Why not make me a cup of tea for me to drink whilst we wait and I will wait in the lounge for you. " (This was a prearranged move Leon and I had agreed in our attempt to try and. Time stopped. All of my muscles cramped up, my hands gripping the duvet so hard my knuckles turned white. My toes curled and my feet turned in; it felt like my whole body was held together and connected by a series of elastic bands that had all just been pulled and tightened at the same time. My eyes clamped shut as my back arched and I started to shake uncontrollably. The intense, almost painful focus of pleasure between my thighs started to spread throughout my body as I lay there, vibrating..