I swallow as fast as humanly possible and keep my tongue going a mile aminute around Her clit, trying to coax every drop possible out of Her.Mistresse... climax starts to slow, and now I slowly lick around the headand shaft, making sure that not even a drop has escaped my mouth. I softlylook up and Mistresses eyes are closed and She has a momentary contentedsmile upon Her face. After a while, Mistress slowly pulls Her clit from mylips and I sadly look up, as if I just had lost my best friend. She. My cock was throbbing and more pre-cum released again.Karen sighed while looking in my eyes. “That figures. Nothing is ever easy. Oh well. I guess we need to do whatever we need to do.” she said and then lowered her gaze which was now my tented out jeans only inches in front of her face.“Oh my God, Tom. That is not fair!” she said.“What?”“Teasing me with that big, hard thing right in my face. I mean… How’s a gal supposed to resist that?” she said staring right at it.“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean. I’m never going to forget that. It was...”She couldn’t finish. There was no way to describe it. And the funny thing about what just happened is that he never even touched her pussy!She looked back at the television finally and said, “Back it up a little. I think I missed something.”Brad and I laughed. She certainly did. We all did. He backed it up to where she lost control.We watched those men tormenting our grandmother all those years ago, back when she was in her early twenties. It went on. Although I saw a change in Monica’s behavior towards me. She would always try to sit next to me wherever we go. If Richa ever asked her for the seat, she would simply reply that you do what you want in your couple time.Richa was cautious handling Monica’s situation, so Monica was using the leverage to her devious plan. Monica would try to hug me, touch me and flirt at me inappropriately. So I kinda got the feeling, Monica wants us to split and have her way with me.One day, it was raining like.