“Actually, no,” I admitted, “I was making something different for Jewel to take her mind off work for a bit.”“You’re quite a guy,” Karen...said, and I felt a tingle in the back of my neck. “Jewel paints a pretty picture of you as a husband.”I hoped that attending to the stove hid the blush I felt.We sat down to eat. The food turned out well and Karen was full of compliments. I was trying to change the subject when she did.“Speaking of pretty pictures,” she said, “has Jewel done a portrait of you?. His heart was racing, his body covered in sweat and no matter how much he tried, he couldn’t get his breath. His hands were clenched, ready to fight, ready to strike out at – who? Who was attacking him? His mind was already calculating his lines of sight, the routes of escape – door in front and to the right was better but he could make a stand at either of the far doors on the right wall, one corner was better than the other – a bathroom with water and possible tools to fight with while the. He was standing there with his pants around ankles and his cock was still half erect. I looked at him and without a word, pulled my sweatshirt off and tossed it on the table so that I was nude and without breaking eye contact I leaned back against the edge of the table and began to finger my pussy with my right hand while cradling my tit and rubbing my nipple with my left hand. His eyes went down to my pussy and he began stroking his cock just inches away from me, as he watched me fingering. Reaching behind myself I took hold of his balls and said, 'Two rules young man, one I ride till I am satisfied, and two, you don't cum, if you do, I will cut them off, you get that'?He acknowledged my warnings and without further ado, I started to fuck him, working my ass as if there were no tomorrow, all the time holding his balls, just in case, but it really was a good ride, and soon I was cumming in rapid succession, not caring how loud I was, this was a new feeling, good sex through.