Eventually she responds as her hand tentatively rests on my shoulder. The door pings open and taking her hand, I move out of the elevator but Miss Jam...s doesn’t move. Her head drops as she confesses, “I’ve never been to bed with a girl before.” “I have. It’ll be fun. You’ll see.” Miss James doesn’t move but as the doors pings to close I give a firm pull. Wrapping an arm around her we search for our room. She’s still reluctant as I open the door but cautiously follows me in. I take, it was not. "Suddenly brisk, she pulled away, "I don't suppose you've had anything to eat?" Soggy toast for breakfast." That won't do. Cheese toastie and tomato soup?" Sounds wonderful." I carefully made my way into the lounge, where Sally was watching something that involved adults jumping around and singing while dressed in a weird assortment of animal costumes with normally dressed kids. I sat on the couch next to her and, without taking her eyes off the screen, she shuffled across and climbed into my. I felt her back arch within my arms, she took one very deep breath and her entire body stiffened up as she moaned very loudly, all of this pent-up stress and pleasure rushing out of her body as my strong arms held her bucking hips tightly against my tongue and mouth through her orgasmic climax. At the same time her husband was stroking his hard cock even faster now as I hear him moan with delight from the pleasure he is giving himself and the pleasure his wife is receiving from me. Her body. I was determined to be 'chaste' for him, in spite of the fact that my efforts could never be fully appreciated by Jack! So, ultimately, it was for my benefit that I observed these long, drawn-out, chastity observances! But even so, my dedication was to Jack, and if by remaining truly chaste (and not just in word, but in actual deed), pleased him in some fashion---then that's what motivated me the most!Later, when I finally arrived at Jack's glory hole, I was so primed and ready to blow my load,.