His stroking over her tits was stimulating and, at the same time, frustrating.He was promising something he might not deliver."Yes, this is part of it... Enjoy the feel of my hands on your skin. I'm enjoying it and you will be begging me soon to stop. I promise you that."She moaned in pleasure. Let him "torture" her this way all he wanted. She could take it. He was fondling her boobs now. She sighed as he gripped the huge base and slowly worked his way to the nipple cresting the top. Once there,. ...".Immediately, her inner thighs started to twitch, her eyes rolled back into her head and she screamed, "Fuck James!!!! I'm already cumming!!! Holy fucking shit!!!" Her whole body was spasming and I could see her pussy juices flowing down her inner thighs and ass crack. She only picked up the pace though, slamming two fingers into her sloppy wet pussy, her finger now completely buried in her tight little ass...she was fully engulfed in a massive continuous orgasm and could only say "God" or. .. are you liking it so far?" said Steven. "Sure man! It's alright!" with a smiling face. "Are you sure man? We can go somewhere else if you like?" said Jake promptly. My face grew red as both were staring at me. "I'll be alright man. I don't want to bother you guys." "Well, if you want, we can go to my house and swim a bit since it's so hot outside," said Jake gracefully. "I guess man! If you want to." In a matter of moments, we were done with our meals, and we were all heading towards the. Many was the time I would attend the gin palace with a black eye or a missing tooth as a consequence of some such encounter. Gin was the sole panacea that one such as I could afford. I shared a room above the gin house with three other women in similar circumstances and one of these, Olive, whose surname was not known even to herself. It was she who introduced me to what she called tipping the velvet. Many a night we would share our flea infested cot and forget the deprivations and unhappiness.