He would get close and I would stop, repeating the process endlessly, for over an hour, no exaggeration. At first he liked it but eventually he starte... asking to come. "No," I said flatly, cock stuck in my cheek. "Why not!?" he begged. "Because I love doing this," I told him. Then he started begging. Begging me non-stop to make him come or at least untie one of his hands. When I decided I'd had my fill I told him, "No. Make me come first. Stick your tongue out." He complied and I slipped my. She stood at around five foot five, weighed a little over one hundred and ten pounds and for a smallish woman, she had a marvellous figure. Her 32C breasts took everyone’s breath away and her shapely legs just made her a magnificent catch for anyone. Her figure was complimented by her golden, sun-kissed skin, her dark brown hair and delightful blue eyes. What topped her off was her cute button-like nose and gorgeously sculpted cheek bones. Every man wanted her. After the several months of. Sunday afternoon the six of us sat around in our family room: Carrie, Emma, Marjorie, Jerry, Doug, and me. We were all casualty dressed in jeans and t-shirts. Each of the men had one of the women curled up in a cozy way as he had his arm around. I had Marjorie, Jerry had Carrie, and Doug had Emma.Carrie asked, "So what was your peak experience last night at the swing party?" She looked at her sister.Emma said, "Definitely the little gangbang that Mr. Stud Muffin here arranged around nine. Julia found herself desperately wanting Karen to turn her face back, so she could look at those eyes again. ‘So the box with the cigarettes was already here, and Anna from the lab came back with a fruit basket? Girl, what the hell have you gotten into? What’s her number again?’ Karen began to lean forwards to look at the basket. Julia also moved, leaning forwards to touch Karen’s chin with a slender finger, turning Karen’s head back towards her. ‘What …?’ Karen asked. She looked at Julia’s.