Your eyes locked on my cock and you gently biting your lip as you watch. Your hand slows and stops, keeping contact but no longer moving and you lower...your head and plant soft kisses on my thighs. Kiss, nibble, kiss. Each kiss moving upwards slowly until your face is brushing my erection, more kisses around the base, then the side and pushing my cock flat against my stomach you kiss from the tip down the underside of my shaft to my balls, softly sucking for a second then kissing back on my. I totally forgot that when I went up in the stairway that led to the roof to get to a private place to flog my teenage meat. For the record, unlike many (most?) American males, I was not circumcised so I had this fabulous fold of skin that improved the sensations of my manual stimulations. I did it quite often to relieve the sexual tension that regularly built up within me.This one day, I went up to the stairway just inside the roof door. I had my jeans and my underwear down and was lost in. Once he crossed the threshold he heard the door close behind him and he turned around to face Candice.Nick's eyes opened wide and he was sure his mouth hung open at the sight before him. Candice had shed her regular clothing and had donned a floor-length nightgown of black satin with black lace sleeves. She once again gave him a kiss on the cheek and then took his hand in hers and led him to the small counter complete with bar stool where she bade him have a seat."What will you have?" she asked. I can explain."The Baroness smiled."There is nothing to explain. They are a small matter. Actually, I wanted to tell you how pleased I am with your work." Really?" Adrienne brightened."Why, yes," said the Baroness motioning Adrienne to come closer. "Did you think I had brought you here to complain?"The Baroness slipped her arms around the girl's shoulder. Her voice softened, deepened."Actually, I wanted to see if that gown fit you. You're such a lovely woman Adrienne. A lovely woman should have.