I need to go to the toilet, she said urgently. He chuckled. No, you dont, he said, pressing his mouth to her pussy mound. Its your g-spot, sweetheart....Youre going to cum so good. Just hold on, ok? He slicked his tongue over her clitoral hood and flicked it. She was moaning and thrashing around on his bed, straining against her ties desperately. Gabe, she sobbed. Gabe, please! Beg me, he whispered, sucking lightly on her clitoris. He tugged on it, pulling it into his mouth and suckling. Please,. . take care of it more directly."Richie snorted. "Yeah. Great." But at least it shows a limitation, Richie. We have to find a way to build on that somehow. You know, that could help your Mom eventually."Richie said nothing at this. He simply averted his eyes and glowered."My own parents at least have an excuse," Cassie said with a roll of her eyes. "They barely take any interest in my life at all. I doubt they noticed I was any different when I was, um, under the influence." I'm actually kind. I will do something for you, but only if you can do something for me." at that very moment i realized something exciting was going to happen for me. she explained, "i will let you look at all the leg you want but only if you masturbate for me. i want to see you cum and shoot your load while you ogle my legs." my gaze was fixed on the slight separation of her knees and i found it hard to breath as the whiteness of her meaty inner thighs and a patch of blue slowly appeared out of the. Me: Anytime, anywhere. You tell me.N: You always said that you cook (As we were good friends she knew a lot and she also knew I stay alone). You should cook for me.Me: Sure, anytime.N: Ok, this Saturday you have to cook dinner for me.And she hung up. I was so happy about my placement that I literally forgot about that conversation. Saturday morning Nidhi called and enquired about timings, and I was like I forgot. I requested her to come to my place early so that we could cook together.In the.