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Friends: A Dry Spell

Date: 4/12/2016, Categories: Celebrities, Masturbation, Taboo, Author: dudeman_85, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

squeezed the soft mound that bore it. "Ooo..." she purred, then she whispered to her imaginary lover, "yes... oh yes." Ross hated to break her focus, but his own lust was too much to contain. "Can I see?" he asked, quietly. Monica opened her eyes. After a brief moment, she realized what he was asking. "I, I guess so," she replied hesitantly. Her hand eased out of her panties, and her fingers hooked the fabric at the left side of the crotch. She pulled the white satin out of the way, showing her b*****r just how wet she had become. The smooth skin around her lips glistened with an erotic sheen. A well-groomed strip of jet-black hair started just above her clit and went up, to end somewhere still hidden by her panties. "I mean, um, take them off," he clarified. From the start, Monica pretty much knew that this would happen at some point. She settled both feet on the ground and lifted her butt off the sofa. Her panties slid down her thighs. When they reached her knees, she leaned forward, pushed them down her calves and took her feet, first one, then the other, out of them. Ross didn't even have to say another word. Monica knew the full intent of his request. She lifted her foot back up onto the couch and slouched down as she sat. Monica was fully spread in front of Ross, showing him a part of her body that most men would never see. Her pink clit protruded out from between cute little pussy lips. As her wrist rested on an upraised left knee, her other hand slid up her right ... thigh and brushed slowly across her swollen pussy lips. As much as she tried to detach herself from the situation, she found herself staring at Ross' cock. His hand was moving the skin up and down. She gently bit the side of her lower lip and allowed her fingers to trace small circles on her clit. "Uh... uh..." she whimpered. A little shiver shot from her clit, all the way up her back. "Do it, Mon," he said, half demanding and half begging. She knew exactly what he meant. Her hand went lower and her middle finger began to slip between her pussy lips. The first knuckle disappeared. Then slowly, the second knuckle. Finally, the rest of her hand cupped herself and she began masturbating in full view of her b*****r. But this time, she didn't close her eyes. She didn't want to live in her own world. This time, she wanted to see Ross jacking off as he watched her. "Is this what you wanted?" she asked, without even trying for the seductive tone that oozed out. "Exactly," he replied, his gaze flitting back and forth between her pussy and her face. They masturbated for each other, for what seemed like hours. Neither one wanted to cum first. It seemed that neither one wanted this dirty game to end. Ross would jack himself hard, until his ejaculation began to rise. Then he would quickly back off, fondling his balls as he felt the surge subside. His hand would grip his shaft again, starting slowly, and working himself back into the cycle. Over and over as he watched Monica. For her part, his ...