”Stroking myself, I stare at my cock for a few seconds before looking back up at him. Though his face is slightly tilted up towards the sky, his ey...s peer down at my cock. “You want to touch it,” I say.He shakes his head as his cheeks flood with color. “No!”“You sure?”“I’m not gay, Colin.”“Then why the hell are you staring at my cock?”“Because there’s nothing better to stare at,” he answers, chest suddenly rising and falling like he’s out of breath. I laugh. “Then touch it. I dare. "Wait... what thefudge? S-Sugar! Darn it, why can't I swear!?"Mfalme let out another laugh as he listened. "Oh yeah. Part of thehypnosis is, quite simply, you can't disobey me," he said with a smirk."So when I said to watch your language, well..." No... no fudging way..." Doug gulped. "Y-You're making it up... this isjust stress, is all!" Oh yeah?" Mfalme grinned as he whipped out his phone. "Head on over toyour scratching post and get on your knees."Doug glared at him defiantly... yet he began. My cock, rubbed gently against her thigh as our lips met again. Her tongue forced its way into my mouth. I let my hand probe between her thighs finding its way through her damp pubic hairs.I quickly found her clitoris and let my fingers stroke and fondle her, bringing a loud moan of contentment from her. Her juices dribbled out of her down on to the bed clothes. Her moans increased in volume as I took one of her tiny nipples into my mouth and sucked on it. I gently finger fucked her. Causing. ’ We fell into a harmonious silence and I felt Jordan’s body relax. I gave into the urge of sleep and closed my eyes and went back to sleep. Two hours later when I woke, I realized that while we were sleeping we had changed positions and that Jordan was now lying on his side and I was facing him. My leg draped wantonly over his hip and my free hand resting on his chest. Jordan’s hand was resting on my leg just underneath my buttock. I felt Jordan’s hand travel down my bent leg and felt the.