I could feel my balls ready to explode, so I stopped jacking off, placed my cock in the proper upright position, and pulled my hand out of my pants. �...Wow, that was fantastic, I thought as I wiped the pre-cum of my left hand with a napkin. Having seen the front of her, I also wanted to see the back of her. Not wanting to make it obvious, I pretended to reach for my little bag of peanuts and accidentally let them slip off the table into the aisle way. I reached across the two chairs to retrieve. I couldn’t help but moan as the shudder caused the balls within me to rock. The actress continued to be spanked in the movie while I humped the air. The ben wa balls started doing their magic. Soon I was moaning more than the movie. The ring gag did little to silence me. I humped and humped and humped getting more and more energetic with each thrust. The balls rocked, rolled and teased me but wouldn’t bring me to release. It was absolute torment. The dull buzz of the plug in my butt kept me. Whenever he didn’t have one, he would seek one - it was pretty much his hobby. Having a girl, much less a girl who had a misleadingly cute and innocent face - beautiful brown eyes, black hair framing her cute, childish face perfectly, and what he bet would have been a beautiful smile - reject his advances was a new sensation to him. It was a sensation that only made him want to try harder. “Do you relate to the character?” he attempted to joke.She shrugged. “A bit.”Phil waited for her to. I was a chauffeur. Then I was supposed to go meet Marcus Stewart-Jones and be oriented to what was on the street.I shied away from what I was afraid was the real reason I felt so off: that the thought of getting expelled, bogus reasons or not was stressing me out more than all of Jenny's, Mary's or my own problems before this had. Sam and his gun had been extremely stressful, but it was over quickly. The accident with the car had been stressful too, and while it wasn't over as quickly, I'd.