Thia moaned louder this time and at that sound she made, Shane stopped.He sat up quickly, breathlessly cursing low. Thia tried to pull him down to kis... her again, but he backed off immediately "No," he got off the bed and stood up "this is wrong Sa- Thia,"Thia looked at him with wide eyes "what is wrong?" She wasn't quite sure what he was talking about. One moment he was kissing her, the other he started saying it was wrong? It didn't make any sense."This..." He said pointing at her.Thia looked. She asked how everything was and I said great. As we talked more about life, her hand would move closer to my crotch. I realized we were going to her house. I asked her why and she said she had a personal question. She asked if I liked to be dominated by a female and I said sure.Immediately, her hand was in my pants, her fingers wrapping around my penis. She gave a hard tug and pulled my penis out. She rubbed her red fingernails on my penis shaft, digging into the skin.She leaned close to my. He reached into the glovebox and pulled out a joint."So, what did you mean by wish you could help?" he asked leaning back and looking at me while lighting the joint."Oh, ehm... I don’t know. I mean, I’ll do whatever I can to help." I had a feeling you'd say that." He smiled at me. “You know my girlfriend hates giving head..." he said, sliding a hand down to his crotch.My eyes immediately followed his hand and I didn’t respond."So…” he went on, “that’s what I really need help with; I can’t. I descended the basement stairs and crossed to the laundry area. The plastic clothes basket was where I'd left it that afternoon. I started the washer and tossed in some detergent. As I was sorting through the clothes in the main basket, I noticed that Lucille had brought her laundry basket down and left it. She probably planned to do hers the next day. But since the last of ours was so sparse, I lifted the top of her basket and sorted through for some light colored items to fill out the load..