." Off!" I stroked faster. I was close. "On!" Oohhhhh... fuckkkk... Pleeeaaaaseee... Nooo..." I gripped the hair on the side of her head, turning her ...ace toward me. With one knee on the couch, I brought my cock to her face. I was closer and spoke more quietly, more forcefully."Off!" Ohhh... fuck... Master... please... cum... please..."I stroked my cock faster and harder. "On!" I watched as her body convulsed. She was so on edge. It was going to be a huge one. "Off!" She whined and complained. "Why don't you lay back on the bed? Maybe you will feel more relaxed", she said as she walked around the bed. She laid down on her back with her head propped on the pillows. Reaching out with her right hand, she took hold of mine and motioned with a nod for me to lay next to her. I quickly laid beside her on my left side to be able to watch her. "That will never do", she said as she pushed me over on my back. She moved closer to me as she took my left arm and put it under her body. Then with. . so there was very little I could really do. ‘I’m very sorry.’‘Is it that I’m not attractive?’ He blurted suddenly, and then his pale skin reddened becomingly with a flush of embarrassment.‘No!--ah, no,’ I said, trying to pull my wits together. He was, in fact, quite attractive and striking, with a very tall, lean figure, pearly white skin, those big dark eyes, and smooth black hair. ‘Being attractive is not ... the only factor in romantic affection, not at all,’ I stumbled, groping for the. When I was finished, I laced up my tennis shoes and was out the door, and I started running. Ever since I hit puberty, running had always been my thing. I could run for miles and just think. Today I let my mind venture, and before I knew it I could feel the warmth between my legs and feel some of the wetness on my upper thighs. I scoped my surroundings, spotting a public but vacant playground. I turned myself and jogged over to it to further inspect. There was not a child or parent anywhere in.