" I was pissed about the way the week had gone. I had been mere feet away from this goddess, this vision, this masturbation fantasy and handjob maven ...or several days, a woman I desired and that I knew desired me, and yet had been unable to act on it at all. My best friend didn't seem to notice my attitude, but he was, I think, a bit naïve and wasn't really paying attention. He was interested in girls, young ones with perky breasts and tight cute teenage butts. He could have them, I was only. SHE, however, had come up with ideas of her own. She started off by washing him carefully, until she got to HIS groin, where she decided to use the personal touch. She used, instead of soap, SALIVA to clean him, stopping just short of him exploding into her mouth. She cleaned the rest of him, taking time to kneel down, and give him a quick lick, with her tongue, at intervals. She finished washing him, and bent from the waist, holding her butt cheeks open, and asking him to check it for her. He. "No... I... am... Batman!" he growled as he jerked off, aware that someone was about to manipulate his mind. A small part of him started to fight it.Tried to take his hand off his cock.Tried to stop staring at those tits.Tried to stop imagining his cum flowing over them.Tried to stop thinking that he was a good servant.But he just couldn't. As hard as he tried... he just wanted to cum....And then it was finally time. His mind simply gave up. He felt a never-ending orgasm roll over him. It was. I gulped, and not knowing what to do, turned and started walking down the stairs towards the elevators. Teri followed me, giving Ray a little wave as she walked past him down the stairs. Once we were out of sight, she grabbed my hand and pulled me next to her, placing my hand on her ass. I was feeling pretty cheeky, so to speak, so I gave it a nice squeeze. We got to the elevator lobby and were waiting with a couple in their late 20s I assumed, and their small child. Teri and I boarded the.