The very thought of her naked made my dick start to swell. Taking my chubby I went back to my seat to work up the nerve to do something. After about ...0 minutes or so I couldn’t take it any longer. I had to talk to her… make some kind of play. Quietly, I got up and went over and sat down next to her. “What are you reading?” I asked. “It’s nothing really, just a romance story,” she said. “See” as she showed me the cover. Looking, I could see a white corset sitting on a love seat and the title,. .you make it hard for me to choose..... but you did tell me to choose favourite bits of last night....so seeing I HAVE to do that I will say....you leading me to the edge of cuming and telling me to stop.....to sit with that intensity.....pure torturous bliss......you testing me and the anticipation of more testing.....what you told me about when you are with me..... what you would get me to do.....your punishment of me.....and I must disclose to you even though it was punishment......it. The more times I didn't get cum, the more frustrated I got and the more I wanted to make him my bitch. The more I became the top. That, and his constant worshiping of me just made me want to top him. But again, I was afraid of anal, I just didn't want to go there. But on this day, my cock was throbbing. It had started out like normal, I got there and had to get his big cock into my mouth, but after fifteen minutes or so of trying to drain his balls, I realized it just wasn't going to happen. So. "Give them a little time. They'll adjust!"He'd felt like screaming out... "NO, I'll never adjust... never! And neither will MaryAnn!" He knew that MaryAnn felt the way he did, but he didn't know any of the details of her thinking. He was really afraid to ask her... and in a way he thought, they were both hoping it all might go away if they tried to ignore it.Now surrounded by the familiar objects in his room, all his favorite things around him, Rick felt infinitely safer. His tears gradually.