He got harder, and I could tell he was really close, so I just kept working his cock with my lips and hands, urging him on to his climax. I felt his c...ck swell up in my mouth, felt it throb between my lips, then he let go and my mouth was filled with thick cream. I swallowed it all, as he pumped more and more into my mouth.Then he was finished. He pulled his cock out of my mouth, put his clothes back on, and left. I wished I could suck him more, get him to cum in my mouth again, swallow all he. .....so i kick his cock a bit with my heels.......i untie his hands ( he´s still blindfolded so he can´t see a thing ), and i say loud: MAKE IT HARD......so it is an order to him masturbate himself.....and i secondly scream...NOT GET OFF.....so he starts masturbating his cock and blindfolded he couldn´t see if his sperm would appear but i have said to him not get off so he should control and keep his cock hard.....a few minutes later he was hard.......i said......STOP.......and i tie his hands. I had to contain myself fromdoing anything rash and tried to focus on my exploration of this super-shape. I could sense this form had some deep urges inside; somethingsexual that demanded to be satisfied.My huge hands began to stroke and squeeze my smooth, unblemished blueskin. Those well-proportioned boobs were surprisingly sensitive tohandling and after a gentle finger-flick of my navy-colored teats Ifelt wet down below. A hand flew to my crotch and parted the lipsthere, a fingertip searching. And pale skin shows bruises so easily. "Besides," I added holding up my crumpled box of cereal, "how often do I crumple up an unopened box of my favorite cereal just for fun?"I think that clinched it for her more than the scratches or bruises. The Rents know I don't waste food. Not that I consider carrots shrooms and olives to be food. Still I'm not going to crush a brand new box of Graveyard Crunch cereal, with marshmallow tombstones, for fun.The Mom turned to Shelly and said, "What have I.