She brought her hands in between them and started working the button on his jeans, her hands brushing against his member. Every time her hands brushed...him, it felt like an electric shock ran through her body. She kissed her way down to his chest, licking and biting gently at his nipples. He leaned his head back and groaned as she got his jeans undone, reaching inside to grasp him. Her other hand pulled the zipper down and face came back up to kiss him again. She stroked him under the jeans and. He wasn't sure whether he even believed in destiny. Surely no supernatural powers had given him anything lately; he had had to work hard for everything he owned, everything he knew, everything he was.But whether or not there was fate or destiny involved, there was inspiration.He retrieved his wallet from his back pocket and opened it, gazing down at the picture of her smiling face. She had short, straight blond hair, large brown eyes full of childlike wonder and curiosity, and a smile that. I stroked every blast from his hard-on but for once didn’t engulf him with my grateful mouth. I just watched as he struggled and unloaded. Once he was done I put his exhausted penis in my mouth and affectionately sucked him as I tenderly squeezed his balls. I wasn’t going to let that pretty dick deflate. I sucked and sucked and kept him erect against his will. The rings where doubtless making him ache by now but I wanted to take him to a third orgasm. He pulled at the constraints and said “I. She beckoned to Mike to come to her. They stood there listening. There it was, again. It almost sounded like a siren. OOOOoooOOOooo. MIke opened the window to hear better. There it was, again. He studied the sound, then broke into a smile. Then he started laughing. Deep from the gut belly laughs. Misti looked at him like she thought he was losing his mind. Trying to talk past his laughter, Mike pulled her over where she could hear better. She STILL couldn't figure out WHAT was SO FUNNY!!! Mike.