I denied him until I my longing to see him cum became more necessary than teasing him. I had studied his struggling erection in close up detail and it...pleased me greatly. Every vein needed to be caressed, every inch sucked. “I’m gonna cum!” He announced with intense concern. I slowly stroked him until his bucking hips froze and at that moment his convulsing groin spat cum into the air. I stroked every blast from his hard-on but for once didn’t engulf him with my grateful mouth. I just watched. .. until fifteen minutes later, when she came. Then, she bounced around and squealed a little, and hiccuped and giggled ... all her usual noises, which of course sounded like gunshots in the quiet of the night. He put his hand over her mouth, which gave her another case of the giggles. They made it through the night, and he hoped for better for the next night.He was disappointed the next night. She was even noisier. And every time she could tell it bothered him, she got the giggles. After about. Reshma perhaps felt awkward for indulging in inane conversation with my wife as I was struggling to help her. She said so much to my wife, walked towards me, stooped down and tried to get the regulator off. As we both kept up our effort, her fingers brushed mine time and again.I was tensed my wife would see this and flip. Luckily, through the corner of my eye, I noticed she had buried herself in a fashion magazine. Within a minute I managed to yank the regulator out. I said a quick bye and. Making sure the two men sitting there were not using or needing them any more.I was almost done when I heard several men coming from the bridge. Fright was the first reaction but as the first one I saw was Nevin, I relaxed."Andy you're up. I hope you slept enough. What are you doing? You shouldn't be cleaning yet." It's alright. I feel much better. And yes I have eaten. I was just cleaning up so that I had a head start for tomorrow. Is it time for the watch to change?" Yes, most of us will be.