"No, no, no, I want it open and ready, baby."I looked at her perplexed, "What has gotten into you?" Not you," she joked, "plus this is just the beginn...ng, baby."The next forty-five minutes were excruciating, as we chatted about life, Christmas plans and agreed on a formal New Year's Eve gathering with her friends, never once discussing the issue at hand ... my still stiff erection. Every once and a while throughout dinner, Alexis would reach for my cock to make sure it was still stiff.Once we. He's doing me a big favor, right? It's clinical, almost. Our fantasies are somehow derived from reality, so I'm just channelling some tactile memories from an innocent time, and using them to make my fantasy seem more real. That's all. It doesn't mean I want him to do this to me. He's just... He's just very good at what he does. When he held me, even if it was only as a friend, he knew all the right spots. He knew how good it felt to have his hands around my waist, my tummy. He knew how good it. Her thighs were so tightly gripping his head that he was afraid for breaking his neck and thankful that it was not his penis instead. After a few minutes, she calmed down and freed his head and he slowly moved up to her lips for passionate kissing. “Oh honey, I never felt anything so intense”. She exclaimed, still breathing hard and trying to reach his cock for fondling. “Now put your cock in, where it is supposed to be”, she did not mince words. She was rubbing his cock head and spreading the. I do my best to find zen again, but the discomfort is extreme. The remainder of the time seems to crawl by as I feel sweat begin to really pour out of me. Finally, just before the temperature crosses the line from uncomfortable to unbearable, the lights wink out, the rumbling ceases, and the indicator goes green. The moment I pull back from the scanner the room seems to drop back to the correct temperature immediately, leaving me panting as blessedly cool air helps my sweat chill me. When I.