I sure wasn't going to let Jim know it yet. "Come on, baby," I heard him moan. "I need some help here?"Decision time. Rather than just dive in - no pu... intended - I decided totake things slow."Okay," I said, "but it's just going to be a hand job."Jim wasn't about to complain. "Oh, yeah, baby," he said.I liked being called "baby."I scooted forward and, hesitantly, reached over with both hands to grabthe waistband of his underwear. I pulled it up and out so that I couldlower it without dragging. We stare into each others eyes, there’s the connection of understanding, the beginnings of a smile. Then his mouth comes down on mine, silencing something I wasn’t going to say. I take control, ripping open the remaining buttons of my top, exposing my naked flesh to my audience, the dark night and this man. Adding fuel to his desire he kisses my flesh, licking it, feeling it. He sucks on my neck, nibbling and biting me, I bite down on my bottom lip, I hope he’ll draw blood. I want him to hurt. I was about half way to blowing my load when she muttered something under her breath and then adjusted the way she was sitting. I quickly dropped my cock, slightly covered it then made believe I was sleeping while looking thru my sunglasses at her. I looked with a grin on my face when I saw her tilt her head back and moan then lift herself up and place one leg under her ass and sit back down then seemingly go back to sleep. When she did I got a good view up her plaid dress at a pair of nice. ”Jacob had always thought cum was supposed to be salty, but he didn’t want to correct her. Instead, he tried to stay lucid as a wave of relaxation washed over him. “So, for our first worship, I feel this was productive,” she spoked, nodding her head in agreement with herself. It left Jacob bothered that there actually hadn’t been any sex. Feeling a bit slighted, he came out of the relaxing fog. “We aren’t done,” he said. “I think so for now, your tool isn’t hard for the occasion.”“Suck on it.