My feet involuntarily spread wider to give him freer access to please my body. The thought that he'd want me to do the same for him crossed my mind an... I figured a hand-job wouldn't be too much to ask after this. My head fell to my chest as his skilled finger worked me up into a frenzy. He'd bring me to the edge of going off and then he'd back off before starting all over again. It was driving me mad. Finally, the wonderful pleasure grew in my belly and then released itself on my soul. It was. We all know it because it is so negative. The amazing thing is that it is independent of culture. I can go anywhere in the world and produce the sound of chalk on a blackboard with identical results."I believe that there are positive versions that instill tranquility, love, satisfaction, and other positive emotional experiences. I just haven't found it yet, although the sound of a kitten purring comes close," Greg said."Is that your quest?" William asked."Yes, it is," Greg answered."What about. It's really a match made in heaven. You crave cock. I crave servicing. We live next door and we have my shed as our own sexual oasis. Which part of that doesn't make perfect sense?"To be honest, it did make sense. Until yesterday, I had never felt any urges for a man's penis, but since yesterday, it was all I could think about. And the outline of Jack's big cock now swaying back and forth under his shorts as he beat the crap out of a punching bag had me worked up and ready for more action."OK. . on my abdomen and over my belly... taking his head between my hands... I gently tug to encourage him to slide up my body.... With my hands holding either side of his face, I gently begin to lick my juices from his skin... dragging my tongue across his lips... gently nibbling, then slide my tongue inside his warm mouth, our tongues begin to dance... Our kiss is deep and warm, his tongue circling mine, wrestling it deeply as he grinds against me, my sex still warm he can feel the my.