"With his head on his pillow, he looked straight up at the ceiling in a way that made me think he was confused.I asked, "What is it?" I'm getting all ...weaty." I know, the room gets hot fast."And then he looked at me, and he seemed so concerned. Then in a serous voice he asked, "Do you really think you can cum? I mean, with me right here?I meekly replied, "It might take a long time but - maybe."When I said that, he looked at me with such a haunted expression of longing. It almost looked like he. You feel so good, but you want it so bad. You’re starting to develop an actual, physical itch, though. Irritating, obnoxious frustration is creeping in, and beginning to set. Now there’s another. You can’t scratch them no matter how much you might want to. If you try to reach you would only compromise your balance.Deep breaths. ‘Take deep, slow breaths.’ You remind yourself over and over. The shaking inside you returns to a soft quivering as you slowly regain yourself. Ignoring the discomfort. As transparent as it had become, I was thankful for making the last minute decision of wearing a bra. Not so much for wearing hot pink thong panties. ‘And in case you haven’t noticed, I don’t sweat gracefully.’ ‘Yeah it’s…it’s quite an unfortunate sight.’ David craned his head a little to get a better look at my ass, and then took a long lick of his ice cream. I couldn’t help but notice the way his tongue moved, and though I fought hard against it, imagined it running over my skin. Between my. Then he guides me back again forcing me to take it all again. The next 5 minutes are spent with him dictating how I pleasured his rock hard cock with my mouth. My whole body is now alive again and my cock is so hard in my cum soaked panties now.Then he raises me to my feet and before I knew it, his lips were on mine and his tongue was forcing its way into my mouth searching for my tongue. Tongues clashing, the vibrations in my pussy driving me crazy and his hands now roaming my body. Then I.