I’d often been with other boys demonstrating our masturbation technique to each other. My cock’s cut and when I wank I methodically stroke my peni... full length from pubes to knob with my fist loosely round my shaft and my thumb and forefinger in a ring catching the base ridge of my cock head. I took my time, treating my cock to rhythmic strokes, grunting and thrusting my hips like I’d do if I was shagging her.I’d learned by then how to edge when I masturbated and I showed her I knew how to hold. I got so caught up with this new product that I could think of taking a week off only after the launch. I was made product in-charge for a new formulation called ’peel’.This was a new hair remover only for women and it promised painless smooth skin after removing hair from arm-pits, upper lips, hands, legs,genitals,area around and inside ‘bikini triangle’ it guaranteed painless, smooth peel in a jiffy and did not leave any burn,itch,balck marks,spots or blotches. I had really worked hard for. “When?”“I don’t know, tomorrow, next week, some day. It’s too late now. You gotta go.”I helped her get off the table. But as soon as her feet touched the floor I turned her round and entered her pussy with my erect penis. Her slit was wet. She paused for a split second and then tried to set herself free of my embrace.“Let go!”I didn’t seem to hear her, I never stopped fucking her hot wet snatch. I tried not to think about sex to last as long as I could. She didn’t let me try her pussy so I had. Jared soon found himself with a full on boner right in the middle of town and no one giving it a second thought. In fact Jared could see several other large erect penises swinging along boldly on the other side of the street. Those penises sailed ahead of those naked male bodies proudly forcing the world aside as they did so. As for Jared he just stood where he was moving his hand up down his shaft as his body quietly got ready to ejaculate a load of semen out onto the pavement.Just as Jared’s.
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