Lucy must have realised. She stopped, holding her hand clamped over his opening. “Shhh-shh-shh baby, not yet,” she hummed at him. “You’re not ...llowed to cum until I tell you to.It’s for your own good, you know. I’m going to build you up until you’re about to explode.”And she took her precious hand away from his pussy, her fingers shiny and wet. He bucked his hips, desperate for them to disappear back inside him.“Awww, don’t look so disappointed baby! The best is yet to come. Would you like me. ”“We’re not going to fuck?” I asked as I slid in the bed.“No, no,” Jen replied, “You are my cuckold husband. Your cock is going nowhere near my pussy; your job is to clean me after my lover has cum inside me.”“Will you sleep topless then?” I asked.“No Trevor.”“I need to cum though Jen,” I murmured.“Come here and I’ll work you off and you can cum over my tummy.”I got to my knees in the bed and Jen pulled the covers down to her sexy black thong and she started pulling on my tiny erection. It took. Nothing I like better than taking her to the top of our own little ecstasy mountain. She cried out in lust as the head of my cock creates indescribable sensations against her inner lips. Frustrated moans fill the air because she knew she must wait for relief."You need me. You need this cock inside of you so badly," I taunt. "Oh god, yes. I need you," she murmured between moans. Then I pushed in a couple more inches, teasing her g-spot. Her hips find my rhythm and she pressed her ass back to. "Where can I get a cigarette," he whispered. It was the first words he had said for sometime. His groin only hurt a little now."Oh! I have lots and lots of them, but you can't smoke them now. You're not part of the clan yet, so I can't share yet," explained babysissy, as if this was perfectly natural. "But my toy box is full of them." What do you do with them," John Phillips whispered, desperate.His eyes continued to roam. There was an open kitchen and in the center of the room, were three.