“Lanie?”
“What is it, Miles?”
“I was wondering…uh…can we try to move past first?”
“Miles-”
“Just like a hand-job, nothing else, please?”
Lanie gave me a disapproving look and shrugged her shoulders. “How was it, Miles?”
“Good”
Lanie laughed, and turned to look at me, “Why exactly do boys do that? Xnxx video I stared at the picture for what seemed like an hour, memorizing the image. She smiled as she grabbed the waist band of my shorts and pulled them and my boxers down to expose my dick and balls. We made out for almost an hour, and though I had no release from it, I still enjoyed it way more than I should have. “…Lanie…”, I said, blushing and trying to avoid eye contact. Without thinking, I ran to the bathroom and locked the door. After about three minutes, she exited, and smiled at me. This led to me masturbating a lot more than usual, and for some reason, all I could think about was Lanie. I used my middle and index fingers, and moved them to her clitoris. Her grip was firm, but not to tight, and she stroked fast, making me moan and quiver from pleasure. Lanie, looked at me for a second, bit her bottom lip, and then nodded, “What exactly do
