6: Hazel.

“Fuck,” I grunt as I squeeze the base of my cock and then pull on the long shaft. I’m the thickest I’ve ever been as I think about Anita and her fat tits in my bed. “Fuck,” I say again as I pump faster and faster.

I slept beside her all night and watched her toss and turn. Every time I caught a glimpse of her tight nipples, my mouth would water and my cock would leak. Now I’m in my shower Hazeling off while I think about how badly I wanted to pull those pretty panties to the side and lick between her pussy lips. I bet they’re so pretty and soft, and my cock would slide right between them. What I wouldn’t give to have her on my dick.

She’s always the fantasy when I rub one out, but now I’ve got a highlight reel in technicolor playing constantly in my head. Every curve and every dip is tattooed in my brain, and now I want her more than ever before. I’ve always had to guess what she looked like under that uniform, and now that I know, it makes it impossible to stay away.

The image of her