When I am first looking at a sweet ass, nice tits, beautiful face, lips, or a girl sucking a cock, sucking a good cock it is like I need to pleasure m...self. I will start feeling my cock through my shorts for little, to no amount of time before I need it in my hand. Watching that ass bounce back and forth in motion keeps my strokes slow and I can feel that warm, tingling sensation all over my dick. This cock starts getting so hard and I want to cum so bad but I have to pace myself because I know. Your brother's idea is another one I put up."Molly pulled up a chair next to him. What she really wanted to do was sit right on his lap, but he had not given her any signals that he was receptive to expressions of affection and he had not expressed any affection towards her. He was very friendly and considerate and he complimented her frequently. For her ideas, unfortunately.Up until the Program's arrival at her school, Molly had not had to spend a lot of time battling her emotions. Oh, she was. I creep up the stairs, trying in futile carefulness to not let the stairs creak as to not wake you. I make it to the top of the stairs and creep over to our room. I slide the door open, seemingly, the only thing in this house that doesn’t need a good oiling. The room is completely dark, aside from the dim light of an oil lamp left on, on top of the night stand. I make my way to the lamp and lengthen the quick a little to shed more light on my destination. Outside the window to the left of. I could imagine what she was feeling, somehow. I could almost (almost) feel it myself. "Or maybe she has no choice," he whispered in my ear. And THAT made me jump a little. I gawked at her. No choice. So helpless. Was that fear in her eyes? Pain? Lust? All three?After a long minute, Jay grabbed my hand and began pulling me back toward the front of the store to some sort of display. It contained lots of what I first mistook for necklaces, but the words above them took away all of the mystery..