Followed by six fast.”There was a faint squelching sound as the dildoe slid in and out as Quentin had directed. Julia continued to gasp and squirm, ...ith head thrown back and teeth clenched and bared. The effort she was having to make was obvious.“Melissa . . . another dozen . . . slowly . . .”It was Melissa’s turn again . . .Thus, for something like another five minutes, Quentin, like a musical conductor, continued to orchestrate his two performers. Sometimes there were solo performances,. ” He answered plainly. Something wasn’t right. Gone were the over generous displays of chivalry from Wednesday, gone was the beaming smile and gone was the booming laugh. He was looking nervous again, in a similar way to earlier. I caught his eye as he turned his head back towards the dancefloor, I furrowed my brow quickly in a silent ‘are you okay?’ He just smiled simply and carried on looking at the dancers. He wasn’t okay at all.“So, Teddy bear…” Jess continued, having obviously not picked. SO MUCH SO, THAT IN FACT AFTER SOME FIVE MINUTES OF FULL NON STOP LOOKING AT IT, AGAIN MY RIGHT HAND WAS WRAPPED AROUND IT WITHOUT SHAME OR FEAR OF ANY KIND.\par\par AS I TOYED WITH ITS HARDNESS AND WARMTH, IT WAS LIKE I HAD DISCOVERED A BRAND NEW MUCH LONGER COCK THAN MY OWN. ONE THAT WAS EXCITING ME FAR GREATER THEN THAN ANY HANDJOB I HAD EVER GIVEN MYSELF. I WILL MENTION HERE ALSO, THAT DISPITE HIS DEEP ATTACTION TO ME, 37 YEAR OLD NORMAN HAD NEVER MADE A SINGLE MOVE ON ME DURING ALL OF MY. Now with my chest in my throat, I began to peel off my yoga pants, every now and then peeking out of the corner of my eyes to see his stare; he was adorable as he watched.Then off came the shirt, so then I sat on the couch with only a bra and panties, next to a sculpted young man that I wanted to just climb on. I knew he was taking peeks at me, but I wanted to lead him on a bit, so I popped open the fizzy drink and just layed my head back, seeming oblivious.I let him go for so long, eventually.