"What's up, JT?" Oh, uh, nothing, Mr. Sampson."I waited. Nicole's smile as she walked away had been a little too smug for this discussion to be about ...nothing.'"Uh, Mr. Sampson? Can I ask you a question?"Damn, I had only had to wait a couple of minutes. This must be urgent!"Sure. What's on your mind, JT?" Well, it's kind of personal. 'Bout basketball. And, uh, 'bout girls."Oh, shit!He jumped right in. "Why is it, when I pick Simone for my team, she plays hard to win, but when she picks the. "I know you want to come, hun, but I'm prolonging your arousal." My hands remain frozen on your cock until I see your chest rise and fall in a slower rhythm. "Your orgasm, once I allow it, will be explosive. Trust me," I say.Now, I loosely grasp your shaft at the base and slide my hand up with my thumb pointing upward, applying pressure on its travels to your head. I repeat this movement over and over and over. Your cock twitches with each release of my hand. "Like that?"You nod, your eyes. ”John smiled at this, and decided to say nothing about Jean’s eccentricities so as not to cause her any awkwardness among the other women.He slept well that night, once the others had had their way with him.Very little had been done in the way of house construction that day, so when Brando showed up the next morning he was scathing.“None of you could manage to put some effort into house construction without me being here to hold your hand, it appears. Finally you have got a foundation laid for. Finally, she steeled herself enough to pull off of Miss K's body and roll off to the side. Then, Tracy got out of Miss K's bed, walked over to hers, then jumped in."Hey!" Miss K said, her body a sexually frustrated mess as she pawed as her slick dick. "What gives?" I told you I was gonna ride you for an orgasm, silly!" Tracy said as she pulled herself under the covers. "And I did just that!" Come on, Trace!" Miss K whined as she touched herself and arched her back, lifting that huge chest.