But be able to concentrate on the hand feeling and watching without loosing control of my self as I would if it were my own cock that was getting hard...r and closer to cumming." I want to sit here and look at your cock as you cum! I want to let you just sit here and enjoy the sensations of jacking off without using your hands." As he said this his thumb came up and pressed at the underside of my cock head. With each stroke up and down now, I felt a little bit closer to cumming. I could feel the. There were a few tables, neon lights, a long bar filled with men sitting on stools and drinking bottles of beer. Many others circled the pool table watching while the men shoved their cocks into me.At the new angle he was able to easily reach the back of my throat and kept pushing the head further and deeper. I had been trained for this and just relaxed my throat, allowing it to fully penetrate my mouth. After a few strokes, he welded it to my mouth, his balls covering my eyes while he. He hadn’t closed the en-suite door and a minute later he was back in the room. He dropped a damp towel on the floor and ran his hands through his hair. I tried not to stare at his sculpted physique. Fuck. Age was the only thing I had on him and yet he looked like a goddamn athlete.“I wasn’t too long, was I?” he asked.Rhetorical question, of course. He stepped closer to me.“Open.”I didn’t need any further instructions. I opened my mouth silently and he smoothly pushed in his hard cock, going. ”“Do we have any DNA?” Lee questions as her looks over the body.“There is a lot of blood so there is a chance some of it might be the killer’s,” she offers. “But from the position of the body and how she was tied up, most likely not.”“Do you know what she was tied up with?” he asks, moving to look over Tori’s wrists.“My guess is a leather belt,” she surmises. “It’s not abrasive like rope and it’s too rough to be some kind of fabric. I also don’t see any signs of tape.”“She’s naked and lying.