His face was obscured by the headboard, but I could see him from the chest down. He was lying naked on the bed and his right hand was slowly stroking his rock hard cock. I’d seen Brett naked before when I accidentally walked in on him getting out of the shower. We’d laughed it off at the time, but even then I’d been impressed by the size of his dick. Now I was being treated to the full banana, as it were, and I couldn’t take my eyes off it. It was quite thick with a large, bulbous head on top, and he wrapped his fingers around it so lovingly it was amazing to watch… This is an excerpt from a seriously hot Wicked Ways letter about catching a flatmate masturbating. You can read the full thing at For The Girls.

God bless America: land of the free, home of the brave – and litigators. I sue, you sue, we all sue – and the sillier the cause, the better. Frivolous lawsuits are the stuff of television shows like Philly and Boston Public. But that’s fiction, right? You think.

A woman in Florida has sued her employers for developing carpal tunnel syndrome – also known as repetitive motion injury – in both hands. Why should this make news? It’s a common occupational hazard for data entry operators and others who spend all day typing on a keyboard. Right, except the lady in question is no data entry operator and she didn’t get her tendons in a twist from too much typing. She got it from too much masturbating.

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