Sandy gets a spanking for trying this. I pull my dick out and shove it down her throat making her gag again and again.“You naughty slut. How dare ...ou try to make yourself cum. Only your Daddy can make you cum. Is that fucking clear you dirty whore?” I said menacingly.“Yes Daddy, I’m so sorry. I’ll make it up to you. I promise. Anything you want. So sorry Daddy, please fuck me like you were before.” Sandy pleaded.I push her down onto the floor and rip her sexy black lace bra off and. Her touch was unsure, probing for just the right spot. Her fingers finally found the hood of my excited clit and gently began to massage it, paying attention to the surrounding areas as well. Her tongue began again, this time circling my belly button and kissing the soft areas of my stomach.My body was moving involuntarily now, my hips restless and moving to her touch. I felt as if I were a finely tuned instrument and Vanni was testing my strings. I couldn\'t stop the sighs that were now coming. I looked up and saw Tony coming down the stairs; he walked over to me and sat close to me on the couch. I took another drink of wine; a rather large one and then asked "do you want a glass?" "Sure; I'll have some"; so I poured him a large glass. We sat; not talking; drinking our glasses of wine. Finally, he grabbed my hand and placed the glass of wine down on the table. He moved closer to me; I moved so our thighs were touching, leaned over; finding his willing lips with mine. I pressed. I saw someone passby outside, but they didn't look in to see me with my cock waving around inthe air. It was embarrassing... but hot, too."Take the stairs, boy. I'm up on the third floor. Just wait outside302. I'll be there in a second. Don't you dare touch that cock. That's myjob!" I practically ran up the stairs, cock and balls bouncing in the air.I didn't want anyone to see me. Of course, when I got to his apartment, Irealized that I just had to wait there in the hallway. I faced the door.