He moved his head up and down the shaft, sending magnetic waves of thrill and pleasure. He made me convulse every time and send my butt into the air a...d suffocating him at the same time. So excellent BJ his was, that I was unwilling to let him free.I was slowly getting into orgasm and he was taking me higher, higher up in the air to another world of delight. I stopped him now fearing that I would cum any moment and lifted my head to ask him if we could try something else. He asked, “What else?”. Her long hair, still shiny from bath, spread out on the bedsheets. Once she felt well rested enough, she propped up two pillows on the headboard and leaned on them. With the book from the nightstand in her hands, she bent her knees and placed a pillow under them. Now that she was surrounded by softness, she was ready to read. Friends and family used to nag her about how she spent her Friday nights like this. She should be out there with other people, ‘living life to the fullest’ instead of. Her hand job didn't get any better though and after about 5 mins of that plus getting nervous got limp again. She grabbed my balls again and I gasped again. "Am I hurting you?" she asked. "No it feels good just be gentle I'm just nervous I've never done this in public before" She stopped and I embarrassing lost it. "I'm sorry we can stop.." "no lets just go behind the tennis courts where no one can see us. I wanna eat you out" She had a curious look on her face but still interested, "Ok I never. Imagine a chair, with a narrow, padded seat, only an inch or two above the floor, and two poles framing the back that end, at the top with a flat shelf side. It was a device used in Church, mostly by women, who would kneel on the padded seat leaning on the back portion where they could place their prayer books on the shelf. As you may imagine, the shelf was at a perfect height for my purposes.I had made a couple of improvements on the design. First, on the padded knee rest, I cut four narrow.