Then, without another word, you walk past me and disappear. When you return, you have a red and white blanket in one hand and a bottle of wine and two...glasses in the other. Handing me a glass you pour us some wine, and take a seat next to me on the floor. Using the sofa as a backrest, you pull the blanket around our shoulders. We sat there for hours in front of the fire just talking about everything we had been through together in the past, both the good times and the bad. You tell me that. It has a device in it that every time the phone rings a vibe rater goes off and it massages my prostate.The sensation is so great that if I'm standing up, it will buckle my knees. Pam experimented on me with it when she first bought it. She found out that after four rings of the phone. My cock would start producing pre-cum.It's real humiliating when she keeps calling while she's out on a date fucking and sucking some dude. While she makes my cock jump around in my cock cage, not knowing how. ..He was gently licking the tip of my cock, whilst slowly and gently twisting the shaft of my penis. My senses were overloaded. I was going to cum! My body was already uncontrollably shaking by the time I uttered the words, 'I'm cumming..!' And with that, I ejaculated about eight feet up the wall over his shoulder. And then another a bit lower. And another lower, still. Until eventually, a few dribbles dropped on the floor between his stocking clad legs, indicating my orgasm had subsided. He. Mom gave me a look, but she knew I would make it to Monical’s on time. I gave her a hug and got my Charger out of the garage. It felt good not to have to be driven around. Granted, I didn’t have to deal with LA traffic. I loved to drive my Charger, and after my driving classes I felt much more comfortable behind the wheel. Of course, I wasn’t about to push it. It was 24 degrees out, and there was always the possibility you would run into black ice.When I pulled into the Pearson farm, Zoe ran.