Ian wasn’t sure what had gotten into him. Just one burst of adrenaline was all it took for him to transform from a gentle lover to a sex craving mon...ter. Chloe’s pain fetish didn’t really help either. Ian had been on edge all night, so it didn’t take him long to feel the symptoms of an orgasm. He knew it was coming and he knew that he would dump it all down Rachel’s sweet throat. His heart began to pound and his cock began to tingle. It was imminent. In one final shove he thrust his cock as far. I was masturbating when you showed up."At this moment, my cock began to stir again. I realized that I might be able to follow through on a long-awaited fantasy. So, I went for it."Did you get off?" I asked."Not yet but I won't have any problems with the taste of your cum still in my mouth." Can I give you a hand?"He didn't reply at this last suggestion but didn't pull away when I reached for his panties. His cock and gone limp – assuming it was hard while blowing me – probably because of the. They go right round between your legs.” I was sort of peering at her to get a better look, so she bustled me out of the way and hoisted one leg up onto the toilet seat. Sure enough, a string of shiny pearls stretched between her legs, right between her swollen and reddened lips. “Don’t they, you know, rub on you?” She looked at me incredulously. “You don’t think that that’s, you know, sort of the whole point?” It hadn’t occurred to me and I indicated to that effect. “You mean you don’t even own. . you should be . . . seen . . . Adele flicked a hand across her ear as if she was batting an insect away. “I’ve been working on this for months. I almost have it. I can feel it. I just need to get this last bit.” . . . hard work . . . will spoil your pretty face . . . you need rest . . . relax . . . I can help you . . . She felt a cold touch, that was not a touch, on the back of her leg. He touched her right through the blanket as if it wasn’t there at all. She sighed and lay her face on the.