I didn't want to be the only one with wet pants! I pulled my hand away, which made him look around as if he thought I saw someone looking at us. That ...ave me just enough time to lick my hand and get it good and wet and warm. I wrapped my hand around him again and gently stroked downward and could feel him throb. I cuddled up closer to try to be more discrete. He was breathing heavy and I thought I hear him say "I'd like a blow job". I thought it was a dare or a command so I bent over just a. Now, what's this black teddy Don mentioned?"She laughed again and told me how she'd sucked him in that morning about getting her brains boffed out. She said, "So maybe I'll get a black teddy just to tease him." Great, girl; it looks like you and Bob are finally on your way. We'll keep the pressure up on your Mom too, until she's a happy camper like you."BOBMonday, everyone would glance at Natalie, do a classic double-take then stare in admiration. She was neatly dressed in school clothes but. I suck faster and faster and feel your hot cum getting ready to erupt. I cup your balls as you explode into my mouth. I zip you back up and appear back from under the table with cum dripping from my chin.I savour the taste of your cum and swallow it, slowly, so as to make it last longer. But I'm disappointed in myself because I like to take my time and extract every sensation and anyway, it's a public place so I can't even bring myself off ... mainly because my orgasms are LOUD!Hmmm, maybe we. ‘You’re just a helpless little girl with no control,’ he tells me. His voice sounds muted as desperate indignation over my stolen orgasm floods through me. A needy whimper escapes me. ‘You don’t get to come unless I allow it.’ He leans closer, his thumb gently stroking my throat. ‘And I don’t allow it, because you’re a naughty brat who doesn’t deserve to come.’‘No, Daddy, please—’‘Did I say you could speak?’I stare at him pleadingly but shut up. One hand grips a fistful of my hair so I can’t.