I started thinking about sucking him all the time in my mind. The smell of his cock was so familiar I could smell them on my fingers all the time, whi...h turned me on. His cock what short, medium girth and an upward bend.When he stands up, it kind of bends a little like a banana on a tree. I used to suck him till he cums, then clean him and suck his deflated dick while I masturbate myself on the floor. We pretty much didn’t do anything except put his cock in my mouth.Although mine was thicker,. Brandy knew it would drive her nuts; keeping her on the edge for as long as Grant wanted her to be. Without a word, Grant dropped the leash and began to get dressed himself. Brandy moaned as she closed her eyes. Her encased fingers were just inches from the controls as they dangled behind her. She could feel the tingle of her orgasm lurking just around the corner. She needed to unleash it; to let it run rampant through her, but she was helpless to do so. She couldn?t get to the. The restaurant I picked out was romantic and elegant. The wine list was extensive and the food fit for a gourmet’s palate. Cathy was absolutely charming. She was well versed on a variety of subjects and her sense of humor gave her a down-to-earth quality in spite of her extraordinary good looks. Then it happened. My eyes were glued on Cathy so it was from her voice that I first realized Beverly and her husband Jim were standing next to our table. “Dan,” Beverly’s voice crackled, “I can’t. My face felt warm."That's okay. I understand," she murmured and then stood for a moment, looking at me before saying, "The shirt?" Oh yeah, the shirt... it's right here somewhere... " I was mumbling to myself as I rummaged in the bottom of my bag. "Here... this is it," and handed it to her. All I could see were here nipples. She'd gotten a bit chilled and her nipples had become even more prominent. The wet shirt clung to her pebbled areolae, making dark, bumpy circles plainly visible through.