He did for a few moments and again he wanted to stop but I said, “No don’t stop, go on”.He carried on and my mind was a blur as I looked at his ...mall hand around my prick and his smiling boyish face close by rhythmically moving as he pumped my penis up and down, I could feel his left hand gripping my thigh.Yet again he wanted to stop but I said, “Don’t stop Peter, don’t stop”I think he was getting tired and he slowed down. I was so pent up I just said again,“No please you mustn’t stop… go. You ENJOYED it, just look at your cock, you thought I wouldn't notice, haha." "Well it should be worth more than 100 because its oral sex, a hand job from you is worth a 100". "No way. Uh uh. You're enjoying it. I don't enjoy giving you handjobs. Its only worth 30 to me to get oral sex from you. And you better accept it or you're not getting any more hand jobs." I was screwed. I DID enjoy going down on her. And I was horny and wanted another hand job. "Ok fine, well can I get another hand job. The girl's large firm breasts swayed lewdly out to the sides as she moved, and Jane had to gasp at the beauty of the girl in profile, her head slanted back towards her lover and her black hair spilling softly down her back. The resilient white mounds of her breasts settled and protruded firmly out from her chest like two ripe succulent cantaloupes. The large aureoles that surrounded her nipples were of a dusky pink color and the pointed erectness of the center buds evidenced her own arousal at. Her hands wandered up my body, and began to caress my titties,making the jutting of my nipples even more pronounced. She wasmurmuring things as she licked my cock, and she finally asked,"do you like wearing those clothes, Donna, do they feel nice?"I sighed, "Yes, yes," as she took me into her mouth, and quicklysucked me to climax. My cum was all over her lips, and I feltthe urge to kiss her, and taste what my essence was like. I putmy lipsticked mouth on hers, and as we kissed, she slid the.