You lay back and wait patiently for what I will do next. You hear the sound of whipped cream coming from a can as it touches you breasts covering them... I start at the nipple and work my way out. After one breast is done I move to the next doing the same.Moving down I leave a trail down your stomach making my way to your pussy. Once there I cover your exposed womanhood with the sweet whipped cream. Not finished yet I reach for something and you feel me place something on each nipple and then. Imagine my tongue, making circles around your cockhead, while it is swollen, up full, held inside my mouth. Imagine your whole cock in my mouth, aching and tingling in my mouth.Are you still jacking it? Are you still, full and hard for me? Do not stop. And, do not come. Do not gush your beautiful, delicious, load of sacred semen. Do not ejaculate, until I tell you to ejaculate. Hold it back. Wait for me. You will learn nothing at all if you just whack it off. Practice self-control. Practice. Then she left and promised to come back the next day. I told her she doesn't have to come back if she feels it is in appropriate or if she is uncomfortable. She came the next day, we talked more, touched each other, then i tried to sleep with her, she moved away from me, and said that cannot believe she is here with me and she has never done this before, she couldn't believe that she was cheating on her husband....I believed her and didn't force her to do anything (although at that point i was. Edging away from the bar to hover on the fringes of the card game, I made furtive eye contact with Ronnie, Jonesey, Mac and Shorty, the usual suspects. I stood to watch, balancing on the sticks and sipping at the pint for a quarter of an hour before Shorty made enough money to cover the forthcoming weekend's drinking and gracefully give up his seat. To show willing, immediately I repaid half of the debt to Ronnie, counting out twenty-five twenties which left £195 in notes to speculate with. Now.