I was about to explode when the pumping stopped. At the same time the squeezing of my balls intensified. A hand slapped my genitals. My cock started t... twitch uncontrollably, cum squirting out. My orgasm was completely ruined, absolutely no pleasure. I breathed deeply. I heard the women chuckling. The hand grabbed my twitching cock again and resumed pumping it vigorously. I felt no pleasure just pain. I was about to cry out for her to stop. "This one is done, I think, bring in the next one." I. We never knew our Dad because Mom divorced him when we were very young.I noticed Jill had changed in other ways. She was showing more skin than ever before and was not afraid to flash her underwear, though I was sure it was an accident. Before college she would make sure everything was covered and would run complaining to Mom if I ever tried to peek while she was changing or anything. Of course, I always tried peeking, specially while she was using the bathroom. I used to take long soaks in the. "She followed me again, but this time as I scooted back, I hit the headboard. I could still see down into the dark crevice of her breasts as she climbed on top of me and sat in my lap with a knee on either side of me. Facing me, she undid a second button of my shirt and brought her mouth down to softly blow her warm breath down the side of my face and down my neck. The warm sensation sent a shiver of arousal down my spine and I took a deep breath to focus the last shreds of my thoughts.Pulling. It was a little after eleven when there was a soft knock on my door.I opened it and there stood Jennifer, her breasts looking bigger than ever behind her plain, blue tee shirt.“Hey,” she said, “Not to bug you, but please be in bed when your parents come home, okay?”I smirked but nodded. Fair enough.“Don’t make me wrestle you down, too,” she said with a smile. I laughed softly.“Fat chance,” I retorted as she turned to walk away.“Fat chance of what?” She turned around and asked, “Of you being in.