She was stroking herself between her thighs with open hands, spreading her lips and showing me the pink, warm spot of her, and my, desire.She was stroking herself between her thighs with open hands, spreading her lips and showing me the pink, warm spot of her, and my, desire. I rubbed my index finger on the head of my dick and played with the little hole in it's apex. I circled my fingers around the shaft and with long, deliberate strokes, watched myself pull and push the loose skin of it's length. I felt the hardness within me all the way to the base of my ass. I then pinched the pink foreskin of my prick and rolled it between my fingers. It felt so good. Another picture of Liz appeared in my head. She was rolling my cock in her mouth, manipulating it with her tongue to rub on the insides of her cheeks. I grabbed myself hard and allowed the memory of her warm, moist mouth to play with me. With my other hand I gently massaged my balls and allowed my fingers to play with the hairs surrounding them. I pushed my finger between the sensitive egg-shapes and tickled the lowest portions of my erection. My leg muscles tightened and strained as they held my hips up off the bed and then they relaxed permitting my ass to gently sit down on the bed. |