With all the excitement I have butterflies in my stomach. 'Why am I nervous?' I thought to myself. I take a deep breath to calm my nerves.He walks ove... to a bag and pulls out a few candles. He lights them, next he puts on soft music, setting the mood. I smirk at how cliché it all is but appreciate the effort Donatello is going through just for me. He walks back over to the bag, reaches his hand in but before pulling anything out looks over at me with a serious demeanor, "Do you trust me?" He. I would talk to her about it after this trip. It would be a lot less money but at least I would be home. That might satisfy her. I kissed her goodbye in the morning and told her I would try to be home in two days. I told her to take care and I would call her. She told me not to bother, she might not be home. Again she was playing the ‘Woe is me’ game. So I left for my trip. My first night I would be staying only forty miles from home. I usually stayed at the motel so I could get a quick start. ”She looked up. “Seriously, can you really promise me we'll just masturbate?”Actually I knew I could. As hard as it may seem to resist, there is a deep pleasure to holding back and concentrating. I think we both understood how it could prolong the pleasure until you couldn't stand it any longer. This really was to be our arrangement. “Yes.” I said simply. “I promise. Can you?”She paused. “Part of me wants to kneel down right now and suck your dick here in the kitchen.”She sighed and took both. When he pulled out and shot 3 long jets of cum, the first hitting my face, then my boobs, and stomach, Captain moved up and put his cock in my mouth and told me to suck it clean.Captain got off me pulled his shorts on reached down and rubbed my cunt saying I can rest a while if I want, he opened the door and left, I laid there and dozed off for a couple of seconds when I realized someone was coming down the stairs, looked up to see Captain had left the door open and there I was laying spread.