Taking it slow and gentle; I made sure that his pleasure lasted long enough. My back was to the door because; the chair wouldn’t fit between the bed... when the curtain was drawn. I could watch the other guy and stop stroking when he wanted to say something. My plan was to take Jack right to the edge, almost ready to explode then, duck under the blanket and, get my mouth on that cock. I wanted nothing more than to soothe my lover and, put a smile on his face. The other thing I wanted to do was,. I broke the silence, "What are you planning? You mentioned the airport, are we going somewhere?"He didn't say anything but just put his left hand back up to his lips, indicating he wanted silence."I hate to tell you that no one has any authorization for paying any kind of ransom for me," I goaded. I was trying to get him to speak. I needed to unseat the control he had.He just shook his head and motioned again for silence.The car slowed at the gate and I saw the guard wave at the limo as it. Next day, I was sitting in my balcony using mobile and a tempo van and a car came near to my uncle’s house. I saw a man getting out from the car. I realized the tenant is here and went down to give them the keys.I went down, I saw that man was giving some instructions to the tempo driver. As I went near the car, the door was suddenly opened and I saw a beautiful curvy hip folds. That was the spot I saw first. Few microseconds later, I saw a glitter and glow getting down from the car. Yes! The. Not enough to make the situation go away, just enough to keep him from the edge. Making a point of not turning toward me, he grabbed a bottle from the rack, and soaped up his shaft. Once it was fully coated, instead of pulling he began to slide his hand all the way up and down, squeezing hard. As he increased the pace, he started to breathe harder, but it was more from exertion than pleasure. He couldn’t enjoy masturbation with an audience, and the pleasure that he was feeling was bothering him.