..” I kiss you passionately. “Are you ready?” I whisper. “Mmmmm” you moan. I take that as a yes. First I take the candle, and let a drip fal... to your stomach. You gasp. Then I take an ice cube and let that drip on you. You groan. I alternate between the hot candle and the cold ice cube. You squirm around, but you can’t move. You are moaning and begging for me to stop. I stop and kiss you. “Are you ok?” “Uh-uh, mmmmmm” you moan. I grab a brush and lightly tease your nipples, back and forth. You. The slow build up was mind blowing. No one had ever done that to me before and having to be patient was very erotic. He then started to thrust so hard that I had to push myself back away from the counter to keep from being rammed into it over and over. “Why?” he grunted. Before I could answer he put both hands on my shoulders and started to pound me from behind. His balls slapped my clit hard as he rammed me fast. “Why!?” he asked again. His voice was strained. He reached around and. He was uncut, but he was so hard that his head was out of his foreskin and dripping with more pre-cum than I had ever seen.I was excited by how thick his cock was. As I put my hand around it to direct his pre-cum to my mouth I realized my hand couldn't fit all the way around the shaft of his cock.He was so hard that it took a little effort to draw his cock down so I could taste his pre-cum. But, of course, I managed ;-)His pre-cum was sweet and I started to stroke his cock as I fed it into my. “Okay,” Sean said.“Let’s get this charade over with,” Coach Slaughter said.“Charades? I thought we were doing push-ups,” Sean said.“Michaels!” Coach Slaughter shouted.“Sorry,” Sean said. “I wouldn’t have gotten all dressed up in my proper gym attire if I had known we were going to be playing Charades.”“Down on the floor,” Coach Slaughter yelled.Sean got down on the floor to start doing push-ups. Coach Slaughter got down on the floor beside him. Mr. Charmers walked over to stand in front of.