John’s body responded accordingly and his manhood grew thick and hard as the teenager kissed him eagerly. Her small breasts grazed over his chest, h...r pink nipples excited and erect. He moved his hands to hold her fantastically firm ass cheeks causing the girl to moan into his mouth. He lifted her slightly, then repositioned her, so that her labia were centred over the shaft of his burgeoning cock.“Ooohhhhh!” she gasped, as he rocked her body along his length, her lubrication easing the. “Start whenever you’re ready.”Mishka took a deep breath, funneled his hands, and called, “Hello, the house.” He waited, and repeated the call, this time a little louder.After a few moments more, the door cracked and a rifle barrel poked through. A tentative voice responded, “Who are you? What do you want? Why don’t you show yourself? How many are you?” The questions flew too fast to answer before the next came.“My name is Mishka Novik, and my dad used to rent this cabin from Matthew Fletcher,”. I quickly sent her a reply telling her that tomorrow at 9:00 would be perfect.Another message from Ashley, "I can hardly wait to see you". After hearing from Ashley that she was running late and wouldn't be ready till 10:00, I stopped at an adult bookstore on Mission Blvd. and picked out a slutty outfit for Ashley, strictly for my pleasure. A few minutes later another text…"let's make it 11:00". By this time I had two martinis at Friday's across the street from the hotel and I was non to. He let out a bit of a whimper as my hand closed still tighter. When he drew in his breath sharply and his knees began to bend I stopped increasing the pressure, but didn’t lessen it either. I suppose I was squeezing his balls a good deal tighter than I do when giving him a blow-job, but the context here was, for me, deliciously different. And for him the context took the sensations from the realm of pleasure to that of exposure and discomfort. “We had a little bet, didn’t we?” I asked. “Yes.”.