My penis had been deflating, but now rough shocks of pleasure were shooting through it in an uncomfortable way. She sucked me harder and harder, and w...ile I was definitely suffering from the sensitivity, I felt my cock grow hard again. She stopped blowing me and stood up, her hands still working me. I looked her in the eye and was a little scared with the coldness of her stare. She was not just gonna play with me again the way she had done before. This time, she was intent on punishing me. . ’ ‘Do you like oral sex?’ ‘I don’t swallow! Ever!’ ‘I don’t mean giving I mean getting.’ ‘No man has ever been there. They think it’s disgusting. Don’t you?’ I pulled back until I was out of Crystal, slid back down the bed and buried my face in her wetness. Instantly her hands grasped my head and she moaned. My hands lifted her legs, tilting her pussy up for better access to her treasures. Four orgasms later she was done. Limp, wiped out, wasted. I didn’t need to cum to be able to say this was. ”A minute later, she sat upright and bounced a few times, creaking now accompanied by the prominent tapping of one of the chair legs on the uneven floor, before coming off with a “Wheeew!” I wondered if the Emerson room was directly below us, and, if booked, if we were disturbing the occupants. Or arousing them.“Here, you sit down,” I told her, getting up and hugging her, turning us so that she was backed up to the chair. She complied, and I took her hands, kissing them. I slowly walked around. He breathed hard, his breath ragged sounding. I flew down the ladder as quietly as I could and ran up to the house, ran past my Grandpa and into my room, and stayed in there all night long, not even eating supper. *** I was laying on my bed, the thought of my brothers cock in my mind, and I didn't know what to think of it. And what was that white stuff shooting out of his cock? Why was he doing that? I knew it was called a penis... and a cock, because I had heard my buddy Todd, who was gay,.