He thought about her rubbing her hard little clit while she looked at these very same pictures.He thought about her rubbing her hard little clit while she looked at these very same pictures. Laying back on the bed, he stroked himself earnestly, holding the magazine up with his left hand. Realizing that Jim hadn't followed her, Mink began feeling badly about teasing him so much and slipped quietly back up the stairs. Peaking between the door and its frame, Mink saw him stroking himself, looking at the magazine. It excited her to be watching him without his knowledge, and her hand slid to her crotch. She'd never seen him play with himself before, and the sight of his hand sliding up and down his long thick cock was turning her on incredibly. "Sometimes he thinks of me and does that", she thought to herself, her free hand moving inside her bra. "Or maybe he thinks of Wendy, or even of seeing Wendy and I together, just like we'll be tonight!" Jim was moving his hand more rapidly now. |