Wrapping my legs around him, I wouldn’t let him exit and told him to keep moving slowly. “You’re just the right height to give my girls a lot of...pleasure. If you want to stay where you are now then get busy making me feel good.” My nipples are well connected to my pussy so his eager stimulation, together with that big log up inside me, brought me to a quivering orgasm. When he asked what happened he was very pleased with himself. He was fully hard again so I rolled him over and showed him a. She continued stroking my shaft as she held the head of my cock against her. She would shift my head so it was slightly parting her pussy lips or resting against her clit as she stroked me with varying degrees of speed and pressure. I could not tell you how long she kept this up. It was a torture of pleasure and pain for me. I wanted to cum so bad, but it seemed anytime I felt like I was almost there, she would stop and let me calm down, never releasing me, but never letting me have the release. 

I quickly ran to Bill's house and rang his doorbell to avoid being seen. He answered whilst wearing only boxers and pulled me into his house. 

He lifted me up into his massive ripped body and tongued me harder than before. In between breaks he would say dirty stuff like "You're such a little dirty faggot", "What a pathetic whore you are", "I cannot wait to cum deep in your big slutty arse". I was so turned on at this point.

He quickly got rid of my vest, skirt and even my heels whilst he. After she had left the room; Bob found himself asking why he had asked for the bottle. Oh sure he knew why he wanted the bottle; it was to pour his spent spunk into; but why he was saving all his wank produce for; he just could not say. However when Janice returned with the bottle; Bob was sat with a white thick sticky substance slowly sliding down the inside of the glass and he immediately emptied the glass into the bottle before screwing the cap tightly into place.Janice then left for bed and.