’ I asked, ‘I am I doing it right, does it feel good?’ Being only 14 with very little experience I didn’t know, but all his moaning, and hot t...ick juice ozzing out of his dick should have told me. He said ‘Yes son, your doing it right, your very good at jerking me off, oh god son, make me cum.’ He starting thrusting faster, I started jerking faster, still rubbing and squezing his balls, smearing his juice all over his hard cock. Then he moaned ‘Don’t stop son, I’m cumming, oh yes make me cum. Then she spotted something in one of her flowerbeds. Her eyes narrowed as she peered. It looked like the neighbor's dog had been in her flowers again! She glanced, and frowned. The gate was still shut. So what had happened to her flowers? Puzzled, she walked briskly to the damaged bed.Emily surveyed the damage. Something had blasted through one corner of her garden, taking out a rose bush and some assorted bedding plants, and even tearing up a bit of sod in the adjoining grass. She. I told her to stop, but she didn’t care anymore about what I wanted or was saying. She had only one need now, and only one focus. She had to cum. Her grabbing at my arms was getting in my way. I was going to let her cum. That was always my intention. My interest was in how long she could last. Her grabbing at my arms was getting in the way. Using the belt of my robe, I tied one of her wrists to the bed post. She didn’t protest, and even offered me her other hand to tie to the other bed post. . ’ ‘What man,’ she asked, winking. She walked to the door, turned and said, ‘You’re late!’ Dr. Watson grabbed his papers and ran to class. By seven that night he was home. He had finished his classes, talked to his financial advisor about Aeron, and emailed his students concerning canceling the SCUBA classes tomorrow. He was wondering why they wanted him. He was after all just a history teacher. His thoughts were interrupted by the front doorbell. When he opened the door he was very surprised to.