When I returned to bed, she rolled over to me and put her head on my chest and started rubbing my chest and eventually had her hand in my underwear. ...he worked my underwear down to my knees and I worked it the rest of the way off so I could open my legs for her hands to explore. She spent a lot of time stroking my cock, playing with my balls and tickling my taint and crack. She knew exactly how to tease me and get my cock so hard that it hurt. The more she played, the further she moved her. ‘Don’t worry about it, Chryse. Just logistics of some totally unrelated things. I need to relax and stop thinking about work.’ It was a lie, yes, but far easier than trying to explain. He shrugged, puzzled, and went back to the plate of Capellini a’la Romana she had made for him. It was a modest meal — Italian food and some rolls, but she’d made it herself, and was fairly proud of it. There was nothing she wanted more than to have this be the perfect evening. Unfortunately, she had no idea what. You have already brought yourself off once with your fingers on the way to the resort in your car. You couldn't take the anticipation.That's one thing about you, you want the instant gratification, and the teasing drives you wild.You arrive at the hotel, and valet park. You get out of your truck and the wind blows your button-front sundress up just enough for the dark haired young man in the red vest to see that you are not wearing any panties. He blushes and you see the beginnings of an. With a sexy body like that, and the way she moved, all sensuous and kind of ready, she had to be a wild, hot piece of cunt. It was a shame to see it going to waste. Travis bit into the cheese and gulped milk, conscious that his well-used cock was beginning to rise beneath his robe. Did his father have a bigger one? Probably, he thought, the old man was a big, burly guy, and probably had a prick to match the rest of him, and although Travis had .