“It’s all right, baby,” she might murmur, while her beautiful white arms reached around so graciously to scratch and twist and pluck at the over-excited points of his hairy nubbins of delight. “I don’t need anything tonight. Just let me watch you masturbate. You know I like to. Does that turn you on?”
Oh, of course it did! And, ah, with what trembling eagerness he would begin to handle himself while she watched his every helpless movement! What a wicked, exhibitionistic joy it was! And he thrilled, too, at the way her soft breath quickened against his sweating neck.
“Ooh, and I’ll bet you can squirt a big load for me, huh? A great big gooey one?” Smiling, she might kiss at the fuzzy, sensitive skin of his earlobe. “Don’t hold back,” she instructed softly. “Just show me how bad you need i
