If the woman seems to be trying too hard to get me to cum, it doesn't work, because I try too hard to please her. On the other hand, if she's more ca...ual about it, the hand-jobbing always brings me forth quickly."Oooooh," Gillian whispered, her eyes looking up at me while she faced the work in front of her. She certainly knew what she was doing, since I could not keep from crossing the finish line quickly. I tried to be quiet when my orgasm took hold. As the others watched me squirm,. In that moment I thought she never looked sexier."Just me," I whispered into my glass, as if it were a secret. Then I shot my mouth off. "It was quite the show."Tara snickered under her breath. "Well, I'm okay now. I think I can control myself, for a few minutes anyway." Oh, sure," I said, hoping it went over as friend joshing friend, "You've had your fun., but what about me?"Tara drained her glass. "I suppose it would serve me right to have to endure the sight of your enjoyment." I might need. “The only place I have to sleep is on the bed. It’s a queen so there is plenty of room,” she said. “We are both adults, it will be fine.”I hesitated then agreed. She picked up the game, went to the kitchen and put water and food down for the cat. She locked the doors and turned out the lights, leaving only the bedroom light on. She walked to the bedroom, I followed. She grabbed her hairbrush, then sat on the edge of her bed and started brushing her hair. I watched for a few seconds then went. I had inherited a very nice house some years ago, and I had done a lot of remodeling over the last few years. By selling that I would have the cash needed to help me along. I had a lot of skills, but no licenses in the trades, and like I said, only a two-year degree so my next job would likely be a pretty humble one. I had developed a pretty bad taste in my mouth for the Midwest to say the least, so I threw a couple of suitcases in the pickup and headed out. I had no destination in mind but I.