This is part of the gift I give you, Mike. You will will cum when your partner is ready, not before. Until then you will stay at your hardest. You wil... feel every bit of pleasure, but you will not cum.’ And her mouth was on my balls, gently suckling, taking one completely in her mouth before running back up the shaft to the tip of the cock. ‘The second..’ She took it all now, my cock in her throat, mewling causing everything to vibrate, bringing again to the edge, but I could not cum. ‘..you. Clara thought about what he had to say. His anger scared her but it brought back the ache she had been feeling recently. The ache between her legs. She squirmed in her seat. What had gotten into her recently? You little slut. Look at you now, squirming in the pew. Does it feel good? Pressing your thighs together like that? Clara felt her body responding to his language. She was a good girl, why did she like being called a slut and a whore. Inadvertently she found herself letting out a slight. " I was shocked into standing like a statue, just staring at her. I had honestly thought she might be in there just cleaning up, or fixing her laundry. But she was stark-naked, stretched wide and invitingly in the bathtub. My mouth suddenly felt dry, but my panties were getting soaked when my pussy started creaming." Eileen has a fabulous body. She had her hair piled up on her head to keep it dry, and her whole tanned, slender body was gleaming, half-covered with water. She has small breasts,. ‘Well, either you’re not that good or you don’t have ambition. But I had you checked out too. You used to live with a lawyer, Susan Stein. She died. She left you money, enough to buy your flat. People say you’re good, that you deliver and that you’ve done more than a few features like this. You did a spell in Iraq.’ I nodded. ‘That was just after Stein died. Did you hope to join her?’ I stood, picked up my recorder and put it in my bag and turned to leave. ‘That was how I felt when my Dad.