The liquid interior of Daphne's vagina slithered and tugged at him. She had full control. John felt she could make him come at any time, but instead h...r motions were slow and practised. She teased him with silken tugs that left him always just short of a threshold that kept rising a little each time. John squirmed and writhed beneath her like a fish caught on a line. The pleasure kept building and building until the denial of release became a kind of torture in itself.Daphne shifted position on. One day soon, he'd say, some willowy little blond would come and drape herself on my shoulder.See where this is going? Not if I had anything to say about it, she wouldn't. Girls and boys that age have mutually infectious cooties, if you'll recall; I just made up my mind never to recover.At the end of that school year, my father was promoted and transferred to another town about three hours away. My folks spent a couple of weekends in May scouting places to live.As soon as school let out, the. All the time looking into my eyes.I reach out to touch her.‘No! This is my treat. I will tell you when you can touch me.’She continues to wank me off and I now want her so very, very much.She stops. ‘I love the feeling of a big, stiff cock sliding between my lips and into my mouth. To feel it’s strength, heat and hardness. Truly lovely.’She bends over and takes me inside her mouth. Pushing my aching dick through those soft and sensuous lips. God, I am in heaven. I lean my head back. The growing bulge in his pants was all the approval I needed as I turned away from him so he could see. After doing the assessment he laid me down on the bed to do some “stretches”, although this time they were much more sexual in nature.I then said to Michael, “It doesn’t seem fair that I had to remove my shorts but you get to keep yours on.” He kindly removed his shorts I moved his boxers down enough to get his cock in my hand. I began to stroke it as he worked on my stretches, then when he.