There was a vibrator lying next to her. She was looking so hot! As I moved toward her, I was taking off my clothes. "All you had to do was call me." I...stated making reference to the fact that I was the one who called her to see what she was up to. By the time I got to the couch where she was laying, I was stripped down to my boxers. "I don't want you to fuck me," she said. I was taken by surprise, "You don't want to fuck?" I asked. "No, I want to get off watching you stroke your cock." she. I fully intended to heed all three of them as completely as I was able. Mom even managed to invoke the name of Great Grandma Ginny McKesson when she asked me to give her a little show and tell on reading my own body and controlling my reproductive functions. We had had this little 'talk', both the Arborian version invoking the spirits, and the Obsidian version with the Light based physiological monitoring and control. The Obsidian talk was nowhere as dry and technical as the description. Nivagi then put her surplus of energy to excellent use, leaning forward to kiss me as she wriggled her hips enticingly and crushed her wonderful breasts to my chest. I scratched down her back as I gasped in pleasure, my cock swelling with each up and down movement of Nivagi’s body. She pressed her pelvis down, making sure I was filling her completely as she ground her mound of Venus against me.Rising up, Nivagi gave me an excellent view of her sexy belly-dancer’s body as she thrust her hips. If I start, I don't know if I can stop," Danny warns, worry laced in his tone of voice. I bite the inside of my cheek and I buck my hips, liquid heat pooling in my panties. "I-I want this," I stutter out, wiggling under his touch. Our heartbeats increase rapidly as our bodies react to the soft touches as if we were past lovers. Regardless, our bodies have missed each other, forming against each other. I press my hands against his chest longingly, touching each muscle, enjoying each contraction.