I retyped it, more slowly and intentionally this time as Vicky’s hand remained firmly pressed against my shaft, which was now beginning to swell all the more at her inadvertent touch! “Ah success!” I announced, awkwardly, quickly standing and backing off, my towel tenting around my still straining erection. Xxx aargh!”
Vicky cut herself off with an exclamation of frustration and looked up to the sky out of the window. You must have known I could hear you?” I asserted, albeit somewhat falteringly. “He’s too strong, he forces himself on me. Grasping it in my hand, i bent it down and retracted my foreskin completely. Yes, she had wanted it. Even when there was no more water to dry, she posed in the middle of the bathroom for me, like a still life model, observing as I masturbated over her.
