..and yet...I was determined to be 'chaste' for him, in spite of the fact that my efforts could never be fully appreciated by Jack! So, ultimately, it...was for my benefit that I observed these long, drawn-out, chastity observances! But even so, my dedication was to Jack, and if by remaining truly chaste (and not just in word, but in actual deed), pleased him in some fashion---then that's what motivated me the most!Later, when I finally arrived at Jack's glory hole, I was so primed and ready to. Mene puch kyu kya hua mami….Unhone kaha bs bola na nahi kar sakte bs chup chap so ja…..Mene phir moke ka fayda udathe hue bola kya mami aap yha pati patni ka dharm nibha rahi h or vha mama apni raand k saath mje le raha hoga abi… .Or mere ye kehte hi mami ko gussa aa gaya or vo jor jor se saase lene lagi….M smjh gaya ye baat aag mai ghee ka kaam kar rahi h…Bs fir kya tha mene ese hi or ek do baat bol di jese aap yaha akele soti raho roj in bacho k saath or vha mama kisi or k saath or bache. I had no trouble seeing how she was lazily playing with her clit. Her head was tilted back, and I could tell that she was thinking of something erotic as she played with herself. Good thing I didn’t relieve myself or I would have had the problem come back instantly anyway. She knows exactly how to turn me on. If you think it wasn’t planned, you’re wrong. Beyond the obvious exposed breasts and cunt, her exposed neck and bare shoulders really turn me on. This lady knows what I like. Good thing,. One might assume that her cruel and tormenting streak was being carried over in her lovemaking with Cat in this instance of denying her, but they would be wrong. Sure, there was a certain thrill of control in determining when Cat would get her release, but Sam could be practical at times and this was one of those times. Cat was as tight as a vice and just shoving in her fingers would bring pain rather than pleasure.So she teased Cat until flower started blossoming, allowing her pearl to be.