Susan was a quick and willing student, and it didn't take long for her to master the techniques Diane was instructing her in.Diane knew that Susan's a...tions were having an effect on me, and stopped her before the inevitable happened. I could hear the slight disappointment in Susan's voice when she asked "Was I doing something wrong?"Diane laughed, and said "No, I think you were doing everything RIGHT - if you kept doing that for much longer, Mike would have had a climax, and I didn't want you. Then as quickly as it had started, it stopped, vanishing instantly. I had been straining against the tentacles holding me and I collapsed back down, my chest heaving. The blonde screamed for several more seconds, evidently her punishment lasting longer, before she finally quieted, save for a small weak whimper. Slowly the pleasurably sensations in my pussy returned but I ignored them, determined not to give in. They could rape me, they could hold me here, they could force me to give birth to. Mai uski mumme chumne aur choosne laga woh bhi mere Gaand pe haath firane lagi fir maine uska haath apne ling pe rakha woh sharam ke maare lal ho gayi, lekin mera lund nahi chhora, mai neeche uski choot chaat ne laga, woh cheekh padi offffff…. Kya kar rahe ho vishal mere aang aang mein aag lag gayi, uhhh ahhhh offfoo..hmmmm aur karo aur karo meri jaan, chuso chaat lo mai tumhari patni hoon, chod dalo mujhe. Bas kya tha mai uske upar sawar ho gaya Aue laga uski choot pelne woh dard se bilbila. Brenda's mother did have a hooded portable hair dryer but there would beno reason I could think of borrowing it. Even if I could, it would bevery hard to explain to Brenda or her mother when I brought it back withmy long hair all curled up like a girls.It was fun to think about talking to Brenda and thanking her forborrowing her hair dryer. It was especially fun to think about doing itwith obviously curled hair like a girl's. I even decided to do it forreal but not for another few years when I.