I'd like to straddle you, and while I'm doing that I'd play with my clit. Then I would really cum. Then I want to suck and play with you until you cum...into my mouth. Ya, and you can play with my hair and push my head down on your cock as I am sucking you. I want you to let me know that you enjoy my sucking your cock and fucking you. Yea... fucking each other every night on the internet. I'd like to be in bed with you right now. Oh, I think I could find your cock if it were in my mouth. Go back. “No, don’t, please, it will be too cold” you plead. I ignore you and push the cubes inside your knickers. Rivers of ice water flood down, meeting the sticky flood of your come. Still I won’t touch you where you need me too. It is too much. You rip your wrists from the flimsy restraints. Still blindfold you twist round, pulling me in front of you, yanking my trunks down to my thighs, then grabbing my manhood and forcing it into your mouth. I move round to in front of you so you don’t have to. By One O'clock I decided I'd been stood up. It wasn't a great surprise after all; we'd only just met. I'd invited myself to her studio, which must have looked pretty intrusive. Normally it's one of those things you just put down to experience but for some reason, this time, I couldn't let it go. It nagged at me. I finished my pint and headed off over to the studio. Shock stopped me in my tracks as I reached the front door.The place was wide open. Even from the doorway, I could see at a glance. I wished her good night out of my nervousness.She looked disappointed as her lips shrunk mildly. She wished me back and turned her back away. She walked towards her home and I saw her ass swaying right to left and then left to right. I felt very bad. If I had pushed the right button then I could have ended up fucking that ass.I slammed my right hand on the bonnet. Nothing much happened for the next two days. On Friday afternoon, I texted her. She replied and told me that she is going to Gokarna.