He rolls it down my stomach and over onto my mound. He eyes me before rolling it right over my clit with a bit more pressure than he was on my skin. I...yelp out and whine almost begging him to stop. It’s so intense that my mind races, yearning for more. I can feel the ice cubes melting inside me faster the more he teases me. It’s making my insides so hot. I can feel a pool of wetness sliding down my ass crack as they melt. He pulls out one of my clips and attaches it to my wax in cased clit. I. I went in his car and chas drove ours following on. Of course as soon as we got into the car his hands were all over me, kissing me hard,pushing his hands up my top and putting them in my bra cups, pinching my nipples saying how he was going to fuck me, I said you naughty man, but I won’t stop you I want your cock in my pussy. After a short drive we arrived, and up to the room, Chas followed, getting his camera out again taking pictures, and video, we undressed and fell on to the bed, his cock. It was something that got him through the strenuous week at the machine screw manufacturing plant where he worked. Weekends he would be parked right in front of the little black and white TV with its rooftop antenna. They lived up on a high hill in the Ozarks and he could pick up Mountain Home’s three channels real good. He always invited a guy or two to watch with him. They might be kin, from work, or someone his wife Myrtle had recommended. Having other fans to cheer with made it so much. There was one which went with the set but as everyone had seen her breasts she decided not to bother with it. My outfit, if one can call it that, was simply a black leather sheath which housed my still almost fully erect penis and scrotum. This was held in place by little more that a leather thong which tied around the back. (It was only now that I realized why I had been advised to shave my groin before the tanning session. This time when we went down I noted that Jeanette seductively made her.