"Stroke until you are on the edge and then put your hands on your stomach"I did as I was told for three edges until pre-cum glistened on the head of m... cock."Use a finger to gather up that pre-cum and taste it" he told me.I did as I was told, my excitement growing ever more."Good boy," he encouraged. "Do you know how to ruin an orgasm?" I knew the response and knew what it was. I had never actually ruined one though. "Yes," I said hoping that I could fulfill his request."I want you to stroke. Now that he had her tit firmly in his mouth she let go and put her hand down on somebodies head, she was only looking at Paul, he was the only important one in this bed. “You want them to deep throat you baby?” he nodded not releasing her boob. Looking down she had her hand on that Mor’s head. -- Ahh good payback! -- “Take a deep breath bitch, you’re going all the way!” She shoved down there was a guttural sound of complaint and then she felt it. her boy’s prick had pushed through all the way,. " She was silent for a little longer."Why can't you ever have me?" I don't know, because you knew that I liked you, but you never acted on it, I was your game, nothing that you could take seriously."Something struck her, and struck her hard. Her eyes started welling up. After a few tears speckled my face, she put her head down into my sheets beside my ear."I'm sorry," she mumbled, "I didn't know."Her crying was very conflicting. I had always wanted to be there for her and comfort her tears, but. I could once again hear street stocks spinning their way through the turns, trying to pack the track in.“Decent air tonight,” Rossy said to everyone around. “A little humid.”Grandpa and Louie conferred for a short while, talking about the conditions and the competition. Grandpa said he thought it might stay pretty wet tonight, as if the extra few cars had spurred the track promotor to call for more water to the track.Louie thought it might dry up anyway due to the heat and those extra cars.