You loved to have this in your mind as you rubbed your pert little clit and gently pushed the thin end of your coke bottle in and out of your cunt hol..., just far enough to let the coke end lip nudge on the inside you where it felt so good and deep, especially if you could get your clit to orgasm at the same time, this was what you strived for as you practiced masturbating almost every night. You had seen me go up to my room almost as soon as we had been messing about in the garden and out of. I wanted to rip through it and see what you sent me. I, however, did not and put it on the coffee table, then finished my daily chores. I wanted to savor the moment, when I had the proper time to give to it. Hours passed and I had to run to the shop to do some shopping. I had no food in the house; you wouldn't be pleased if you knew. I also paid the bills, like a good girl and even went to the gym. I tried to burn off the excitement of what was in that yellow manila envelope, but it didn’t. Who knows what it is! But then I remembered I was doing it for Sarah. The girl I love. So I reached out my hand and tried to grab Ashley's hand. Since my eyes were closed I accidentally grabbed one of her breasts instead."Ouch!", I screamed in a high pitched voice as I felt a sharp pain in my chest. Wait, why did I scream? It felt like someone grabbed my chest. And what's with my voice. I glanced down to see a hand placed on what looked like a breast! A breast? It couldn't be. I looked to see. He had to trust me with the most sensitive part of his body, and I gave him my mouth, my warm, wet mouth, the organ of speech, for breathing, for eating. I was lovingly eating his cock.My sliding mouth became more energetic, and I could sense his approaching orgasm. I bobbed my head as if saying yes, and at the same time, I rotated my head from side to side as if saying no. Jason loved it. Me, too. If I continued, he'd climax. Would he put up with a little torture? I wouldn't know until I.