There was a spellbound expression on her face.Her left hand cupped my now dully aching balls. She squeezed them tenderly. I heard myself groan loudly:...“Oh yeah, yeah baby; you beautiful angel.” This wonderful state of affairs carried on for some time. I exerted some inner muscle pressure to pull my balls back; stopping myself from coming. I wanted this magnificent feeling to last.Maryam moved forward slightly. Her nose was now about two or three inches from my cock.“Shall I lick it Jay?” she. My dad couldn’t make it tonight, but he called Commander Schumacher to wish him a safe trip.”“The only thing unsafe about his assignment is the state of his bank account when Ginny gets done shopping!”I laughed, “I can imagine! I heard you fly?”“I did, and then had responsibility for a maintenance unit. I hear you grew up in southern Ohio.”“You heard correctly. Karl said you were assigned to Wright-Patterson until you retired.”“And before that at Davis-Monthan in Tucson.”“We lived in Tucson for. And the same goes for you. Watching me touch myself is driving you crazy as well. I can hear you moaning under your breath. Trying to remain calm, but slowly loosing control. You can see the drops forming on my tip, and begin to crawl over to me as I sit on the stairs. Putting down a pillow as to not hurt your knees, your legs open wide making sure that I can still see you from behind in the mirror. With one hand braced behind me and the other with a firm grip on your toy, you tell me to. They both had tattoos and had a sense of toughness about them. I don't mean that they acted like jerks or anything, but there was a definite badass aura. I sensed they could turn mean fast; I don't think they took much crap from anyone. Over the course of the week, I found out that they were both bikers and I thought that fit. This was a new breed of guy for me. I had never really met anyone like them before and of course, I thought they were totally cool and exciting, exactly the kind of guys.