It of course led to a big fight with her dropping me at home and tearing off.I was so frustrated, to be so horny and then deprived at the last minute....I paced around the house for a while and wrote her an angry letter that I never intended to send. I needed to calm down so I drew a hot bath. It calmed me down but I was still too horny to sleep. I decided to masturbate away my frustrations. I took a couple of big throw pillows up to my room and made a place to recline against in the corner. I. Clinging to her sexy body Stacy wore a tight black dress with a sultry sheen, a bit too tight for everyday wear, and beneath that she had on her best underthings, sheer, sexy, and, despite the sticky heat, a garter belt and subtle fishnet stockings. She stopped now, feeling herself in her clothes, the weight of her own breasts, the thick hunger in her vagina. When she turned her attention to her own body she realized that she felt terribly vulnerable and terribly sexy. It was a scary, edgy. Whilst I was asleep the other night, I was woke from a deep sleep with delightful sucking sensation on my cock, my girlfriend was busy giving my some exceptional "head", licking, kissing and even the odd nibble at my scrotum, it felt great! She began to frantically masturbate my hard cock with her hands and within a couple of minutes I cried out "I'm cumming, Julie!", "Not yet!" she replied sexily, "I have something to tell you!", I was now almost ready to explode, but she then said, "I'm have. She was slowly but surely relaxing.I tried a little tongue. She started to pull her head back. More assertive, I thought. If she won't even kiss you, it all stops here. I firmed my embrace behind her head and leaned further in, my tongue probing her boldly. In two seconds, she responded. I got the feeling she had never kissed like this before, but in an abrupt reversal, she started frenching me enthusiastically and reciprocating the pressure of my body against hers.I let it go on for about 90.