I felt a wave of despair as she said, "You want to see some pictures of naked women," and a wave of sexual arousal went through me.I felt a wave of despair as she said, "You want to see some pictures of naked women," and a wave of sexual arousal went through me. Her expression told me that she knew then that I would stay for anything she had to dish out. So much for my vow to resist her. She shifted her position on the couch next to me -- she got up on her knees and then sat on her calves facing me. Her skirt was bunched up a little bit and it rode up an inch or two above her knees. She reached into the bag, bringing out a 'Club' magazine and said, "I thought you'd like this better than 'Penthouse'." She tossed it on my lap, saying, "It's much sexier." I had to admit to myself that she knew what she was talking about. I'd spent many an hour masturbating to the pictures and pornographic stories in 'Club'. This masturbation of mine was quite private and quite intense: I would get lost in hot fantasies, sometimes for hours while teasing and stroking my cock, balls, and body. |