When you've got a hot bitch like Suzanne trying to do the bump-and-grind with you, it takes a lot of effort to keep your cock from stiffening. But I p...rsevered, and five minutes later, it was still limp. Suzanne looked at me pleadingly. "What are we going to do?" I... I don't know." I stuttered. I knew exactly what I wanted her to do, but it was important that she make the jump herself.Suzanne remained motionless for several tense seconds. I waited, praying her innocent young mind would figure. In his mouth the nipple went. He felt humiliated but there was little else he could do.He was doing his best to focus on his mouth instead of his cock, albeit with great difficulty. But then Cruelface let go of his penis. He almost looked over to see as to why, but a hard tug on his hair kept him sucking.Out of the corner of his eye, he then saw Cruelface move up on the bed, positioning herself over him. When she took hold of his cock again, that's when the nipple came out of his mouth and his. "Yes, that's exactly what I'd feel, ashamed, humiliated and upset. No, I'd be much, much happier sleeping naked at the foot of your bed." A tiny shiver ran over her. "Oh yes. MUCH happier." Naked at the foot of my bed?" He stood and began to walk towards his room. "That's like some weird stuff, right there."As Stan stripped off his clothes in his bedroom, Freckles jumped up on the bed. "Well Freckles, she's not a doll. She's a freaking green-skinned Orion slave girl or something ... or one of. It happened one night when I was sneaking around to watch my sister undress. Her blinds left a gap on the side and when I would hear her turn off the shower I would sneak to her window and wait for her to come in. It was the same every time. She would walk in the door drop the towel and change into her sleeping clothes. A pair of panties and a t-shirt. She was just starting to get some tits and I could see some dark hair just starting to cover her pussy. It was fun to look at but wasn't.