Her beautiful young breasts stood out firmly like two grapefruit halves from her toned young body. She had large pink areolas and big eraser-like nipp...es that stood out a good half inch from her body. I dove onto one and quickly had her hard nipple between my suctioning lips.“Oh God!” she moaned as she pulled my mouth harder against her. By the time I had both of her swollen nipples coated with my saliva, she was trembling under my hands. She almost swooned as she fell to her back on the bed. I. ‘Don’t you dare! Hold still, part your feet, but stay pressed flat against the door.’ When he had complied, she worked her hand slowly, so slowly that he couldn’t restrain a moan, into the warm place between his thighs and made herself master of his balls. For minutes, while he stood shuddering with the effort not to move, she grasped them, weighing them in her fingers, pleased with their ponderous heaviness, exploring the thickness of the coarse hair at the root of his by now hugely swollen,. There was no way i could escape and i was declared out. When i got up, my yellow tee shirt over my breasts had sand sticking to it, with the imprint of Ajay’s hands. I quickly dusted it off before others could see it. Then we all sat for a while, and were chatting about things. I could still find a few boys who bent behind on some pretext or the other to get a view of my bra strap through the torn tee shirt. We were all dirty, tired and soaking in sweat. As it started getting late, we came back. "When you can cum without touching yourself in any way, that's when you'll get permission again." "That's impossible" she mumbled, not meeting my eyes. Resistance did not come easily to her but the knowledge imparted by a lifetime of women's magazines and unsatisfied friends was in direct conflict with my demands. "Let's hope not, or you won't cum at all this summer." That got a brief groan of anticipatory frustration. Cumming on command was not easy for her. She was one of those.