But it was his only hope. The women kept repeating some words to him. Urging him to cum. He knew it.And though it terrified him, he tried to, just to ...ake the torture stop.------Dimillah loved watching the boy's anguish. The big hard cock helpless in her hands. It would not last much longer, and he would be over the edge. He could not stop it even if he tried. Even if he did.Gimali was helping her with the penis, stroking the shaft while she focused on the head. Ferrah was working the balls,. I stopped thereto process the feeling. It was much larger than my fingers. The girthwas all the way around, unlike my fingers. It was very filling. Irelaxed and let my body get used to feeling full. After a few moments Ipulled the head out. With it fully lubed with my pre-cum, I pressedjust the head in and out of my ring a few times. Fucking hell! Everytime I pushed in, my pronounced prostate was rubbed by the large headpushing more pre-cum out of my pee-hole. I was milking myself and. “Pull over,” she said and I did and weswitched seats. “Get naked…” she said and I did andmy cock was standing straight up at full attention. Donna leaned over and wrapped her long elegant fingersaround it and gave me few pumps just to get me going,like I needed any incentive. As she drove, I playedwith my balls and finally began to stroke my cock,several times I got close then backed off. “Tell me when you’re ready to cum,” Donna said as Iplayed. I got everythingready in case She wanted to eat breakfast. ?At the appropriate time Ientered her bedroom and opened the curtains allowing the sun to creepin. I had already set the bedroom stereo to start playing some Ellasoftly so she could wake up to that. I stood patiently by her bedside.She tossed and turned and said "Five more minutes. "I left the room and went back to the kitchen. When I returned fiveminutes later to find her checking phone she told me to open up thecovers. I helped her.