Jesus Kurt tasted so good. Then back to his stiff cock, once again with a small river of sweet sublime pre cum. Now with my hand gently around the bas... of his shaft and pumping slowly, I took him as deep as I could. In and out, always with the flat of my tongue running over his glans. He was moaning softly and every time I paused I could feel him throbbing.Then I stopped and looked up at him. "I want you to come in my mouth. I want to taste your cum." He looked at me for a second, his hands. "You can get up now," he said. "I know." "I'm showing a lot of self restraint here, Hannah. Yes, the way you're laying is extremely inviting. I'd have to be blind not to notice it. Please get off my lap." "Why? If you like it?" "Because it's torture." "Torture?" I felt his finger very lightly, very hesitantly stroke my outer lips. "You think I don't want to bury my whole face in that delicious looking peach?" I grinned into the pillow. "So why not?" "Because you're my house mate, and. “When you are awake, I try to not stare at you. I usually wait until you are doing something else, then I can’t take my eyes off you.”“I ... I knew you were watching me,” Megan said. “And I think I knew you were watching me while I was sleeping. I think that is why I was smiling in my sleep.“John, why haven’t you ever told me any of this?” Megan asked. “I didn’t know for sure how you felt about me. I even told Jack a few days ago I thought I was losing you. That you had never told me that you. They enjoyed doing a lot of things together and cooking was one of them. Together they made a pretty good team in the kitchen. Ali put it in the oven and started back to her room when her mother stopped her."I think we are going to do it." "Excuse me?" Ali said as she turned, her mind totally in the gutter."Move. I think we are going to move in with the Olsons." Janet said."Oh. Okay." Ali looked at her mother for a moment and then spoke again. "When you and Dad first told me about moving, I.