All sex is for my pleasure, even submissive sex when my lover takes over. Good sex is about doing what feels good for me, sucking his cock in my mind ...s not something I am doing solely doing for him. This is my chance to intimately enjoy his erect cock. Even better with two people watching and and enjoying. In my mouth, I can feel every vein, texture, throb of his cock. I relish in the experience of it. A good blow job is as much about getting what I want as it is for him.I stroke the base of. "They're just cheap earrings," Sara protested. "I don't know why shewould." Hush," Ronnie chided her. "They're _not_ cheap. Maybe they didn't cost alot, but the value is that _you_ gave from your love. _That's_ why Tommiput them on, and probably won't take them off very often - because they'rea gift from you." She scooted a bit on the bed. "How about if you sit up,so we can talk?"Sara turned her head, glancing up at Ronnie. Her cheeks were tear-streaked, and her eyes red and puffy. . Even though hidden by my bra, my nipples were hard as marbles. The material strained against the forward push as they grew even harder when I rubbed the palms of my hands over them. I rocked my hips from side to side while I pulled the shirt tails from my skirt. I let my shirt hang open as I bent over to watch my cleavage in the mirror. I shook my breasts to the music. Then like a professional dancer, I teased the mirror while I lowered my blouse off one shoulder then the other. I worked it. Jon breathed a little sigh of relief over that knowledge, but he still had to find Brittany.He got in his car and drove over to where she was staying. He found her car but no Brittany. Did someone pick her up or did had she spent the night with someone and had forgotten she was supposed to be at work?He went to the house but Tomi the one person who was there didn't know if she had been in her room the previous night or not. Jon called four other friends and no one had seen her. Not the night.