Brooke was in a state of anticipation; she still didn’t know what Sean had planned ... if he had any plans for the evening. She was the type, who li...ed a plan, she hadn’t expected Sean to take her up on her impromptu call, she was going to use it as a springboard to make an official date, with all the necessities like reservations, tickets, etc. She didn’t normally make the first call, although the argument could be made that this wasn’t officially the first call since they had spent a couple. .choking on my breath that cant catch up... my face is contorted as much as my body...that keeps shifting under the pressure of your fingers. I try to sit up... just to find myself arching my back and dropping back down... I no longer can take any of it... I feel like I will pass out... I close my eyes... and stretch out my neck still grasping for air... my mouth mimicking soundlessly "Mercyyyy...please...mercy" just to be interrupted by a powerful moan. I can't pull my hands out of yourse and. “What’s this?”Obviously it’s a hole for peeping through.“To peep on us?” the witch asks, squinting down at it.Probably there for all their guests. No wonder he offered to put us so close. He was probably watching us all night. What a perv.“I don’t know,” the girl says with a shrug. “I like the idea of someone spying on me.”I bet you do. Let’s forget about this and get back to bed.“But you’re a cat. Night time is your witching hour.”And you’re human so day time is yours. Plus we have to travel. Suddenly, I felt my balls begin to churn, my anticipated orgasm approaching at last.“Dude, I’m going to cum. Ohhh-holy shit that feels so good.”I had barely gotten the words out, but Paul had clearly been ready for this. He increased his speed, the now-sopping grip of his left hand twisting with increased speed and pressure around the base of my cock. His suction tightened, and his tongue went from light and playful flicks to fully circling my tip, the strokes long and laborious. I could hear.