Now Vanessa's pretty shy, in fact I'm surprised she even did it that once, but I sort of feel like her girlfriend, she needs a really good screw to br...ng her out of her shell. What better choice than my best friend? Of course, you hurt her and I'll come looking for you," he said, punching me lightly in the arm."Hey, I'd never hurt a girl. You know me better than that." So, then what say I set you up? Look, Mom and Dad are out of town this weekend. Anniversary. The two of you can have the house. She pulled my skin down, grabbed the base firmly and pushed the skin up, pushing out a huge wad of precum.With her right thumb, she massaged the head of my cock, spreading the precum all around the head and the shaft. With her left hand, she suddenly grabbed my balls with an icy cold grip. I tried to pull myself out and she looked at me with a smile and wouldn’t let me go. She always enjoyed the control.“It’s hurting”, I said to her meekly.“Good”, she replied, “It’s supposed to. You ruined my. She needed to call home more. "You're up early, sweetie. I thought they were working you nights." Uh," oops, she hadn't told them yet. "Yeah, Mo. I'm working something else right now. I'm actually at work right now so I can't talk long. Is it possible for me to talk to dad?" Sure, sweetie. You need to come home for dinner one night, soon. We miss you." She heard the phone being passed to her father, a gruff no nonsense kind of man who melted all over when it came to his family."Hey Sugar.. Determinedly, I stopped my hand at the base my cock and let the stirrings of ejaculation subside. That didn't stop my mind wandering back to our first phone call. I had to wait some ten days for that. She explained that at the time of our first encounter, she was in a relationship which was floundering but couldn't bring herself to make contact until she was sure it was over. I promptly said I understood but in my head, I exulted. Over the next few days, we talked for hours - thank goodness for.