"This command set them off crying again, but an open handed slap on the rump had Hala on the table reasonably quickly. Opening her legs, Jalal thrust ... finger into her cunt, which was very dry and very tight. Jalal had never enjoyed a virgin and he became very aroused at the thought of two such opportunities. The women in the Other Ranks' Brothel were all very well used; even their arses were too slack to give much pleasure.Spitting on his fingers, he lubricated the cunt before him and pushed. I certainly wouldn't let you masturbate whenever you felt like it. I would restrict you according to my own ideas on when you should be allowed to have a climax. With such negative-passive sex, the person being controlled would only be permitted to masturbate if his partner took a positive act to allow it."I let it sink in, while Maxine waited and smoked. Certain times in every sexual relationship are marked by times when both partners are totally in sync, and feel the same rush at the same. So, fast forward a couple of months and I had just moved out of my parents' house into a rather nice apartment. It was on the third floor of an eight-floor building that my hard work and dedication to my job had allowed me to buy and furnish… okay, that's a lie; my dad bought it for me and helped me furnish it. He insisted and I, in almost no way, encouraged him to. Look, I was between jobs so quit judging me.It was a Thursday night when things started shaping up. I'd had a boring day at work. His hand grasps one ankle, takes it out a little wider. I feel his kisses on the back of my thigh. His fingers knead the other. One solitary lick the length of my wet lips makes my juices start flowing in anticipation.He stands and unhooks my suspender belt. I feel him between my legs, hot and hard. I push back to him, I want him inside me. He’s still playing the game. He rubs his smooth purple head along my lips, back and forth. It feels so wet and slippery. He holds me tight, not letting me.