You are not allowed to cum until I allow it, understood?" Yes, ma'am." Ugh, don't call me ma'am. Call me princess!" Yes, princess," I said sheepishly,...not wanting to ruin any chance her actually letting me have an orgasm."GO!" she said, standing over me with her hands on her hips as I knelt on the floor of my own bathroom, stroking my cock.Oh, how my cock had missed the simple act of being stroked! Precum was just oozing out, providing my own lubricant. My hand and fingers slid over the shaft. I see your head roll back slightly, as my tongue runs over your neck and into the hollow of your throat. Planting kisses up your throat to your jawline, over your chin until I reach your mouth. My tongue then traces your lips, so warm and inviting, and I can feel your breath becoming slightly uneven, as my lips travel to your mouth and kissing very softly at first, but slowly intensifying, my tongue gently pushing between your lips, tasting you, as you gently hold me and receive my kiss with a. ’ I asked, ‘So, out of here I turn?’ The muscled arm in the gray shirt waved to the left as he told me how to get there. I turned slightly to Sammi and asked, ‘Would you write all that down for us? Next time we’re here I want to eat there.’ Sammi nodded. I thought maybe we had successfully diverted his attention, but the voice in my head said, ‘Nope. He wants to assert his Alpha dog status.’ Mr. Gray shirt asked no one in particular, ‘Think it’s fair that he’s hangin with four beautiful women. I’m fourteen years older than Wendy and she keeps reminding me the age difference doesn’t matter to her.”“I agree with her and it shows by the way she looks at you.” Emily allowed Dan’s hand to move up her leg as they sipped their drinks and watched Wendy and Jason dancing. His eyes were locked on the sensual moves of her body, already anticipating fucking her.Emily caught Dan looking at her cleavage. “I wouldn’t wear a low top like this if I didn’t want my tits felt,” she suggested. She took.