I grasped his buttocks to try and keep him centred as I swallowed the last of his hot cum, his penis already softening in my mouth as I teased the las... few drops of his orgasm from him.Even though he had little colour to his complection, I noticed his cheeks were flushed and his breathing hadn't quite calmed down. I arose from my knees, delighting in the taste still fresh on my palate. I looked down to see my own glans were gleaming, glistened by a coating of pre-cum, the excitement already. She wanted him to grab it and pull her head back as he rode her. If he did that, it would mean Chris was Wesley.He didn’t.“Slap my ass,” she whispered. If only he would spank her with his open hand and make her buttocks sting. Make her scream from the pain. If he did that, it would mean Chris was Wesley.He didn’t.“Make me ask to cum,” Amaya whispered. Why didn’t he make her ask for her own pleasure out loud and then grant it to her? Insist that she hold off until he was good and ready? If he. Let me know whatyou think! The ReunionI woke up that Saturday morning and while everything looked somewhatfamiliar to my condo, it was definitely different. I brushed the hairaway from my face and then it hit me. What am I doing brushing hair awayfrom my face? I am bald and have been for several years and kept my hairquite short. I sat up and then I felt the weight on my chest, what thehell? I reached down and felt the silky material and under it werebreasts and. " But see there's where you're wrong, Ally. A lot has changed since this morning." Ben walked back to the other half of the room and sat down on the edge of her bed. He knew he had to handle this carefully. His future with Ally depended on it. "Sit down a sec," he said, patting the bed beside him."Are you sure you want me sitting that close to you? I mean, I might attack you or something!" She laughed a small laugh, but at least it was progress."I'm very flattered," he smiled sincerely, "but.