The cross itself was made of stainless steel and fashioned in the form of an 'X' with the two lower legs set into the ground and the two upper legs at...ached to the ceiling. One wrist was tied to each upper leg and one ankle to each lower. Snugly so she couldn't wriggle free but not so tight there there wasn't play, so to speak, between her and the metal beams that comprised the shape of the X. The whole contraption was tilted forward at about a 15-degree angle so that she hung suspended from. In one rapid movement, I’ve pulled off his underwear. His head shoots back up, and he smirks at me. I wrap my fingers around the shaft of his penis, and pull delicately while dipping my tongue onto his knob-end. He takes a sharp breath in, closes his eyes, and quivers, but he’s not the only one enjoying this. ‘How ya feelin’?’ I ask, wanting to see if he can even talk. Apparently he can’t, ‘I’m, you…’, not well, anyway. I touch my tongue to him again, this time rounding the tip, and then I wrap. “No, Daddy—I kept my panties on. This water feels so good, don’t be a ‘Fuddy-Daddy!’” she said, using the word she’d made up back when, well, I don’t remember the first time she used it, but my reaction told her to use it sparingly, which she has.“Chrissy, I don’t think that’s a good idea ... how about I get in then, I’ll take off my trunks, all right?”“OK, come on in,” she said with a lot of enthusiasm.We have an above ground spa right next to the pool. We often go in there and just enjoy the. That shut him up. I rubbed harder and faster and sure enough, he started squirting all over the place! Well, all of his fraternity buddies were laughing at him and so it was an icy ride home."I had some sympathy for the guy but I knew Kristin had enjoyed teasing him and was never seriously going to fuck him. It was kind of her personality, you know? She really had a high opinion of herself and simply wasn't going to jump into bed with some guy she didn't consider to be a worthwhile love.