With an ear listening for approaching footsteps, I lubed myself and started to stroke. The pleasure of my hand sliding up and down my rigid shaft was doubled and doubled again by the crazy fact: I was masturbating in a public place! I hopped up on one of the washers and reclined on the cool steel, still stroking.I speeded up and, as I got close to the edge all veteran masturbators know so well, I backed down. I poured on more lube to get a sloppy wet sound as my hand flew up and down—that squishy slap of a hard cock getting expertly pounded. I jumped back down to the floor and grasped my tool with both hands; knees slightly bent, I rolled my hips around in a circular motion, pushing my cock through my clenched fists, in and out, in and out, in and out…Was it ten minutes—twenty? I lost track of the time. My excitement grew, my heartbeat throbbing in my ears. I was consumed by the frenzy, nothing mattered but my cock as I masturbated…I jacked off…I pumped my cock…I had been on alert. The orgasm didn’t seem to want to stop and when it finally petered off Brad felt more than a little light headed. He released Carly’s hips and watched through heavy eyelids as she crawled up the bed and lay beside Stella, immediately snuggling up against her and letting out a satisfied sigh. Brad’s legs were shaking so he followed Carly’s lead and crawled up the bed, coming to a stop on the other side of Stella. Somehow they managed to move under the blankets and as Brad rested his head against Stella’s chest he put his arm over her, his hand coming to rest on Carly’s hip. Carly did the same thing with her arm and he smiled as he felt her fingers lightly stroking his side. “I’m glad you’re home,” Stella whispered and Brad nuzzled his nose against her neck. “So am I,” Brad replied. “We missed you,” Carly added and he smiled, loving that after so long together the three of them still missed each other when they were apart. “I missed both of you too,” Brad told them honestly. “Today was.
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