The next eight hours were pure torture.OK. It only felt like eight hours of torture by orgasm denial, but I don’t think I’ve ever stroked, or been...stroked, for that long without getting to cum. Katie seemed to sense whenever I was close to a climax and she would do various things to keep me from shooting off. Sometimes it was as simple as letting go of my cock and letting it bounce and jerk until the orgasmic feelings in me settled down. There were a few times that she squeezed the base of my. It’s usually 2 o’clock by the time I get back to bed”. I told Alex about the privacy I’d been enjoying and he was obviously envious. When I told him that it was about to come to an end because other lodgers would soon be arriving, he sarcastically said that he felt sorry for me and that it was time we got back to work. I had arranged to see Sue that evening, there was a film she wanted to see so we went to the cinema. It turned out that I had already seen the film and I. Becky patted the girl’s sweating hands and told her, “Just relax, dearie and give the gentleman his needs like a good little girl.”The sound of Sir Louie’s muscular thighs slapping into the maid’s beautiful white buttocks made Becky smile in amusement at the tableau. She could tell from the look on Sir Louie’s face that his spunk was already headed up his shaft and would soon be flooding the poor girl’s bottom like an invisible dam had just burst after a driving rainstorm. It was funny to watch. " I got it, mom. I'm all ready."I was a bit nervous that day, more so than normal. Jason's commentreally bothered me. I was so afraid he would tell Karen the truth aboutme. If he did that, Karen would hate me and the entire school wouldknow that I was a big sissy.During the day I could tell that Jason liked Karen. He was acting goofyaround her the way guys do when they have a crush on someone. I couldalso tell that Karen was not interested in Jason. He definitely was nother type.During the.