I know you do.I know you do." She stared at me, waiting for a reply. I sighed and tried to deny what she was saying, "Mary...it's not what you think...really it isn't...I mean, I guess I sometimes...well... Mary, damnit, this is so difficult ... don't you understand that ..." She cut me off in mid sentence, ignoring everything I was trying to say. "Your long penis feels so good when it hardens in your hand, doesn't it, Al?" Damn her! But I was paralyzed with fear. I hadn't wanted her to know about my masturbation, and I felt totally demoralized to see how much she was able to infer. All I could do was stare at her with my mouth open, my semi-hard cock twitching under the magazine on my lap. Despite my fear I was intensely aroused and mesmerized by her. She continued, slowly and deliberately, never lowering her gaze from my eyes, "Yeah, you love feeling it get hard as you stroke it. You tickle your balls with the fingers of your other hand. You spread your legs wide and you thrust your hips in rhythm ... in rhythm to the way you squeeze your prick with your fist. It's all covered with oil and you slide your hand up and down your burning, hard shaft as you pump your wet, spurting cum all over her ass." I was trembling and nervously fidgeting under her gaze. After a pause of a couple seconds she continued, "You love to do that, Al, don't you?" I looked down sheepishly. She quietly said, "Look at me, Al." I looked back up into her eyes and she continued insistently, but still slowly: "You love making sperm come out of your penis, don't you?" I murmurred, barely audibly, "Well, I ..." She interrupted, even more insistently, "Yes you do, Al. You love shooting it out all over the place. And you like to watch your penis as your semen spurts out. You stare at that creamy, white, thick sperm all over your penis, slowly, thickly oozing down all over it. Your sweet penis gets so wet and slippery, and you love playing with your sperm on you. |