As it was summer time I was just wearing a track pant and my erection was clearly visible to her even in the dim light. She just rubbed her hands over...my cock. Now we became more confident and she started to insert her hands in my pants and started to touch my bare cock. I could not tell the pleasure I was having when she did that. She started giving me a hand job and in a short time I came in her hands and she told me to come to the bathroom and she went there first and I followed her.She left. "Like it, Mo…Rita? It's the sexiest thing I've ever seen you wear. You've got one fucking hot body." Yeah! Yeah! So fucking hot that I can't get laid. Hell, Roger, if it wasn't for finger fucking myself I wouldn't have any sex life at all anymore. I can't remember how long it's been since a man made me cum. To make things even worse, playing with myself doesn't really satisfy me any longer. All it does for me is make hornier moments after I have an orgasm." Yeah, masturbation sucks. It's not so. I know you showered, now go and change into your outfit... before I punish you.” I rush over to the room and change quickly into my collar and basketball shorts. I am a fairly good looking man with a flat stomach. As I head out into the living room I hear giggling. I must have been a while for he's already out of the shower. Both look excellent, him with chiseled abs and her with a small frame and flat stomach. “Slave, it took you long enough; too long! Get over here now for your punishment.”. “About this kiss you’ve been wanting for years...” I reminded her.“Yes, we have to graduate to kissing,” she replied sultrily, tracing the outline of my lips, “and then escalate to cuddling,” she was running her finger tip down my chin towards my adam’s apple. I swallowed instinctively.Her hand carried on south, ducking under the duvet “and full steam ahead to full genital-on-genital contact!”. Her finger trailed off as it reached the top of my tensed tummy and she started convulsing with.