Sucking gently on the head, her tongue swirling over me. As she sucked a little more into my mouth, her hand found my shaft again and began stroking m.... The combination of her hand stroking and mouth sucking was incredible and mind blowing. The head job I had dreamed of but never had before. After only a few minutes of this glorious treatment my hips were lifting from the bed to meet her hands and mouth, my breath coming in pants and gasps again as she teased me unmercilessly. I had to stop her. Lips were moist. Glances were stolen. She had to leave soon. She was going away for the weekend. It was painful, it was hell. The kiss made it’s way from lips to crouch. It wasn’t the literal sense. She didn’t actually go down on me and blow me. She didn’t stick my cock in her mouth. The back of her throat wasn’t tickled by the head of my dick. No this was about blood. The way the heart pumps and makes it flow. It could make you sweat. It could make you cold. It could also make your cock hard.. “You’re going to do everything I command Tits and I mean EVERYTHING!” Billy insisted “or I send an email to every guy at school with a link to your SWTO Productions products page and your home phone number”. "Is that clear enough for you Tits?"Sharon paled, “It wasn’t my fault William, I..”“I don’t want to hear it, and tonight you’ll call me ‘sir’ you stupid whore”“Yes,” Sharon hesitated too long, and Billy back handed Tits in her pretty face, causing her to swagger on her high heeled. Her hands were now clenching my hair, pulling my face hard against her.“Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!” She panted in short bursts. “Fuck me with your fingers!”My index and middle fingers slid easily into her soaked opening, her tight walls dilating to accommodate them, almost pulling me in. I’m not sure what I expected it to feel like, but nothing could prepare me for the actual tactile experience of feeling the warm wet recesses of her pussy. “Yeeessssssss!” Helen blurted. “Move your fingers. Yessss!.