”She reached over and touched herself between her legs.“Oh,” Phil said, blinking hard. She still had her hand on his dick but she wasn’t strok...ng it. She was just holding it in her hand but it was still beginning to thicken. “I, well, there are two reasons, I suppose. The first is that I wanted to make sure you got off. I know you get off easiest with a tongue and I knew I could make you cum pretty quickly that way.”“Pretty sure of yourself,” Tiffany remarked, offering his cock a light. “Harder”, he muttered. She smiled but added a little more oil so she could slide up and down that shaft. She applied more pressure, grabbed the balls, squeezing and stretching them while working his cock harder and faster till his being gave a jerk and a gasp echoed as his balls exploded and gush after gush of cum spat out, flowing over her oil soaked mit, she kept the pressure on till the last drop dribbled down the shaft. She then wiped away all the evidence and asked. “Did you enjoy that?”. She dismisses this thought immediately! He is after all only here as her friend, no longer her lover, her soul mate, just a friend who has called round for a chat to catch up on all that they have missed in each others lives. She turns round to face him and is almost startled by how close he has moved towards her. She looks into his eyes and sees his sadness, two deep blue pools of sorrow and anguish. He looks tired, worn down. She wonders what he sees in her eyes. Are they still. I noticed that she sat with her legs a little open and a knee touching the gear shift. Whenever, I had to shift gears, my hand would have to brush over her knee. I looked at her and she smiled.Suddenly she said to me, that she was feeling hot. I adjusted the car a/c unit and smiled at her. She said again that she was hot. My Lund went up hard and throbbing as I realized what she was really saying. Testing the water, I put my hand on the gear shift and touched her knee with my fingers. She.