He just held it there, not moving for the longest while. When I could stand it no longer, I said, “Tom, please.” “Please? Please what?” Oh fuc..., he was paying me back now. Great. “Oh come on, don’t make me wait.” “Okay, I can’t do that to you after what you did for me.” “Thank you.” With that, he commenced pleasuring me, slowly, gradually building to a crescendo of passion, stopping when it appeared I might cum, only to begin again, then stop, then begin. I don’t know how long this lasted, but. She held his mostly flaccid penis tightly in her fingers as she stroked it back and forth, willing it to stiffen in her grip. It wasn’t happening. It could have been if she would have been willing to listen to him earlier. Much earlier. What he wanted to tell her was not anything she wanted to hear. She had made that plain enough soon after bringing Tommy, their son Thomas Larkin III, home from the hospital three months after their first anniversary. Before that she’d listened. In fact, from. " she said in a dull voice."What can you do?" This." She got up closed the door, put up the sign that said full. and came over to me and took off her fleece. For such a cold day i couldn't beleive that she was just wearing a tang top, bra, and fleece. We started kissing and nobody would know. I started my hands and her hips and moved them up just a little every second and then put them through her shirt and tryed to unclip her bra and amazingly for my first time i did it, i unclipped her. He can feel her throat convulse as her body begins to grave oxygen, but her eyes never drift from his. He held her head in place as her eyes began to roll back and she began to pass out. Even still she didn’t try to pull away from him.“If I wanted to, I could kill you right now. Choke you to death with my dick.” He taunted her. As he felt her body going limp, he pulled his cock from her mouth and she gasped for breath. Life filled her eyes as she caught her breath but her hands never drift.