“I guess I’m going to have to take a rain check on the rest of that.” He said as we started driving back home. For the next month, each weekend ...onsisted of something similar, we’d go out driving for hours on end, I would throw myself at him, and he still wouldn’t give in. I was getting pissed, I knew he wasn’t going to give in, but I kept hoping he would. I finally gave up on him and started dating someone else. I figured moving on would kill the tension between us, but I was wrong. We still. It drove me up the wall. I must confess that I had to jill off a lot more than I let on, especially during my marriage. It made me nearly a nymphomaniac or so it felt to me. Andrew, when he had time for me, often noted that I drained him good and still wanted more," Stephanie confessed to me while she sucked my balls."Yes, that is the most notable effect of the semen. Women are going to suffer serious withdrawal symptoms, largely having the same effect as nymphomania. Men, too, really. However,. She ordered her slave on his knees, walked up to him and and told him to lick her clit while she tweaked her nipples. His manhood was erect and heavily veined as he obediently followed orders. Mistress turned and said, Tighten!" My balls felt ready to explode. They'd turned from red to crimson.She then ordered her servant over near me and had him place his cock in close proximity to mine. I was an average 6 inches or so. This one was at least 8 inches and probably one third thicker than. Long? She wants you to get it up her..." Lucinda reached down and grabbed my hard shaft in her fist and slowly began to pump my cock as a thicker string of precum oozed from the slit in my knob. Lucinda gasped and with her other hand, caught the dribble of precum as it began its leisurely journey to the floor, Lucinda smiled at the globs of precum which coated her fingers as she slowly continued wanking me off. She opened her mouth and her beautifully long tongue slid out and she began to.