Run my hand down to your thigh, and finally caress your hard cock in your pants.Open your pants a bit, rub your cock thats soo wet by now. Drop my hea... and kiss lick my way down. Ask you "Do you want it, Baby Mine? Tell Me now..."“ God yes!” you exclaim with a groan.I begin to gently, tenderly, kiss all around the head of that turgid cock, and secretly grin as I do. Every lick sends you into a sweet warm place, and I know with each thing that I do to you, it only makes you mine that much more.. It was making my cock pulse even harder. It was waving frantically in the air. “Not yet, lover. I won’t let you to cum just yet. I have the rest of our 15 minutes to torment you before I let you cum.I don’t know how long this went on. Ali would tease me to the brink of an orgasm and then abruptly stop. I became lost in a fog of the pleasure Ali was administering. Then slowly, the pleasure turned to anguish. My wrists were being rubbed raw. The same thing was true of my ankles. My cock. Goodbye hon."She put the phone down then, turned to me and stood there with her eyes closed for a while as she got her breathing back to what was normal for the situation.She breathed out a "Whew" then looked down at me and asked if Mrs. Martin had done oral sex with me. I said, "Sure. She likes sucking my cock. Do you want to do that?" She looked at me for a moment then put one foot on the bed. My eyes went to her bushy cunt. The hair there was brown, unlike the hair on her head. I. "ShitshitshitSHITSHITSHIT!!!!" she exclaimed. "FuckfuckfuckfuckFUCK !!!"The bartender knew immediately what was going on."Let me guess ... no money, no ID, nothing to pay or identify yourself? Tough luck for you! But of course you'll just have to go home and be back in five minutes with money. Some people tried to pull that stunt here, but not on my watch. You stay here, I'll call the cops and then you explain that to them."He turned around and reached for the phone."I pay for her drinks! That.