The little hip movements he had been doing while I sucked him increase intensity as he fucks my mouth. I reach up and cup and massage his balls while ...e does this. I feel them tighten. I’m still watching his eyes as he watches mine, and I see him mouth silently, ‘I’m going to cum!’ At that point his thrusting stopped, allowing me to move him out of my mouth up except for the tip, which I swirl my tongue around before sucking it. His taste explodes into my mouth, and I swallow eagerly. I worked. I told her I hadn't seen her feet yet. She said after I was naked she would take her socks off, besides the bet you made with yourself had you stripping first right? She was right and I agreed.I knew I wasn't getting out of this, so I said, Okay, here it goes.I started to take off my clothes, got down to my underwear while standing in front of her, and then I froze.She said, Come on. All of it.It had just occurred to me that she would also now know that I shave my dick and balls, and trim all. Her skin felt smooth. And warm. I put a hand on her knee and slowly rubbed downward. Then back up to the bottom of her shorts. I leisurely stroked her thigh, my hand working its way up the inside, over her shorts, stopping just short of her groin, and moving back down her leg. Softly, up and down.Tony was watching us as casually as he could. He appeared relaxed and sipped his wine. He said nothing. He was a pretty good-looking guy, his brown hair neat, striking blue eyes, and a nose that was. She hoped anyway. The single light bulb ahead flickered, threatening to plunge her into darkness. Emma only wished she could hide out so easily, but took what she could take. The warm water made her sigh as she rinsed off her hands and squeezed the last bit of soap from the soap dispenser and worked up the lather, washing her face and blotting it it dry with the last remains of rough cheap paper towels. Feeling moderately human again Emma made short work of finger combing her hair and twirling.