The feeling of the power he has over me makes his cock throb and dance against me. I reach down and grab it. If he is going to torture me like this, I...will do the same.　 I stoke him, feeling him grow to my touch. He is hard with desire, and his eyes tell me he wants more. 　 Sitting up me slips his fingers under the waistband and deftly strips the panties off, exposing me for him to enjoy. He slides one finger into me as his mouth comes down to meet my arching mound. He grabs my clit between his. "We tried that, remember? I need cock, not tongue. Anyway, I got pleasure making you come like that." Nice way to let me off the hook."Ok, but you know you cheated yourself because I'm down for the count. I may not get hard again for a week."She glanced at the clock. "You've got exactly 17 and a half hours. Better take your vitamins because you're going to fuck me right here on this couch tomorrow and no excuses." Hey, she could do clock math in her head. Sexy and sexagesimal, what more could a. I was still literally in shock that next morning.It was oddly reassuring to know Carol had liked it as much too, sort of relaxing the tension a little. I admitted shyly Kim had been very enthusiastic, agreeing was just like a 'Safety in numbers' club.I shushed her reply as Mike and Paddy were walking back and forth putting their Golf clubs in Mike's pickup for their usual Sunday morning "Golf" outing. They came over and after a rather anxious look to Carol Mike asked her sheepishly if I was. I stood there for a second, my eyes running over her tight little body. I could already feel the blood rushing to my dick. I decided since she was still out of it I would at least enjoy having the real thing here to look at. I pulled at the band of my gym shorts and let my half hard cock flop out into my hand. I just stood there looking at her for a couple of minutes slowly stroking myself to full strength. I had really considered shooting a load into her hair. Letting her wake up and find some.