And she looks scared. "Yes. You are." She says the words slowly and deliberately.And I feel my gut churn as I realise something. "Are you... are you d...ing this because I said I loved you? Because you think this is what I want?"A wave of frustration sweeps through me, and most of it's directed at myself. I feel myself working up into a frenzy."What, you have to put yourself up to this? To- to kissing me at night because you can't stand it during the day? Do you think this is what you have to do. She really needed a way to do this more, but without the overhead of bus fares she couldn't afford. She liked that she travelled over 2 hours on a bus, and with the vibrations, making the benwa tease her more, and then to have to endure the trip home again the same way, knowing it would be 2 weeks before she had another chance. She was so horny on the way home she would have masturbated on the bus if the chastity belt wasn't locked on.Although the 2 weeks were a hell of frustration at the time,. Sure enough, after about a dozen in-and-outs I'm at my limit and I start emptying myself into her. I suspect she is almost cumming but not quite, so I do my patented move to go down on her and bring her all the way home. I think she had just expected me to just lie there after cumming, so when I start moving down towards her pussy she exclaims a surprised "Oh!" Which is quickly followed by "Oh ... oh ... oh ..." and a spasming climax seconds later.Cindy and I kiss, and she whispers, "I've. She wasn't her usual cheery self, but she didn't look like she hated me either."Hey," she greeted me. "Come on in. Can I get you something?" Uh, no thanks. I'm fine." I think I was more nervous than she was.I followed her in and closed the door. She looked amazing, as usual. She was wearing a pink sleeveless top with spaghetti straps. It looked about two sizes too small for her as it practically adhered to her lithe, supple body. It came down to the top of her navel. Her flat stomach and.