Touching my clit and bringing myself to the edge of cumming and stopping is so hard. Several times I could have just let myself go and have the orgas... I so craved, but deep down I knew that I could not disobey Master T so blatantly. I knew that he had a reason for wanting me to suffer. I knew that if I obeyed him that there would be a greater reward to come. I chose to trust my faith in Master T and not to disappoint him. When I got home, I stripped and showered. I sat on the edge. At the same time, I think you do like me, and maybe wouldn’t mind having sex with me?” She was grinning as she said that last sentence, and I couldn’t help laughing and saying, “Yeah, I guess I could suffer through that” She laughed along with me, then she got real quiet, looked me in the eyes, and started moving her mouth towards mine. I’d only kissed 2 other girls, and neither one was anywhere near as beautiful as Muskaan. I was so excited, and a nervous wreck. We kissed for a long time, and. As soon as we got into his apartment, he dropped his bag, so I dropped mine. I think I was as horny as I've ever been, and maybe he sensed it, because he immediately pushed me against the wall and began kissing me deeply, which I eagerly returned. That one kiss must have lasted a good, solid five minutes, with both of us rubbing the other's cock through our jeans.At this point, I couldn't stand it any longer. I turned him around and pushed him back against the wall as I knelt in front of him. I. .’ Jennifer let that sentence kind of trail off into nothing. ‘It’s his birthday, right?’ ‘Yes, he’s nineteen today.’ ‘Ooh, you little cradle-robbing minx, you,’ I teased her. ‘Monica, I’m only three months older than he is.’ ‘Well, you go hiking out in the woods with him, spot a nice downed tree, kneel on it, look back and say, sweetly, of course, ‘Fuck me, Mark.” ‘Monica! I can’t do that. I tell Mark to make love to me, but I’ve never used . . . that word. And Mark doesn’t use it, either.’.