But I do have a wife, who can make a good cup. How about you come over to my house tonight at 7PM?" he asked."Sure, just give me the address and I'll ...e there," I said. After he hung up I realized I didn't get his name. I looked it up on the internet and found his name was Nathaniel Borgis. The names just kept getting more and more strange. The day past with me looking up things on the internet other than Nathaniel that is. I found out that a metal balcony for the Hotel would run several. My hard cock stood between us, bobbing angrily at the denial of attention that it and I were going through. Combining all these things, I was about to go over the cliff and beg him for it. He could probably tell, though I doubted it, as he was not the brightest light bulb in the box.With these thoughts in my mind, I quickly looked away. Trying to get off him, I discovered he was holding tight to me, refusing to let me leave. I tugged on my legs, wincing as his nails dug in, pushing at his hands. The response was a renewed swelling and a groan escaped from Tom's lips. She stopped and squeezed again. She road Tom along the precipice of orgasm for fifteen minutes. Tom thought he was going to cum and anticipated the sweet release. When Roxanne clamped down on his shaft, he teetered but did not fall. God, she was edging him. He had edged himself to prolong his pleasure, but he could only manage a few times being that close and not falling. Roxanne not only took him to the edge, but. I snuck in and hid in his loft. After a short while I heard him parking and I heard a female voice and some giggles and the door opened. In walked my friend and my girlfriend! Right inside the door I watched as he took her in his arms and kissed her. I was instantly hard, of course, and watched while they passionately kiss and undressed each other. This was not a one time deal, I could tell they were very familiar with each other's bodies. Clearly, at some point, she had shifted over to.