I want to stay in his arms, but eventually the temperature becomes unbearable. I pull off of him and cover my cunt with my hand to avoid a mess. We cl...an ourselves up, and he rolls down the windows, starting his car. Ethan's much happier after that, smiling at me as he drives to find somewhere to eat. He reaches for my hand under the corner of the table during dinner too, giving me a carefree smile. For the first time today, I feel relaxed, and it lasts until right as we're leaving the. Other times she did it in a flurry with a fast wank, cum shooting up and out, aiming it at him so it messed his shirt or, better still, hit him in the face. She'd leave him there, messy, spent, limp and drained. Smirking at him for being so feeble and reliant on her for the simple sexual gratification of a topless handjob. This time it was fast. Her hand was a blur as she teased him about his lack of size and how a real man with a real cock would never settle for a handjob. They'd be fucking. Something perfect for Oren, to push that cute body over the edge. And then I saw them. The holy trinity of ecstasidic agony. I pulled my new toys from the closet and set them on a nearby table and went back to Oren. I got in real close to him so that my cock was pressed up against his hipbone and wrapped my arms around him. I bent down, my lips touching his ear. Tell me lover, do you want me to be firm or gentle? Firm. His voice shuttered a little as if he were unsure. I hoped youd say that. I. Her foot was inches away from my cock and I was about to soak myself again, but I wasn't going to stop her until the last minute."I bet he's about to blow his load," Mrs. Shannon giggled to herself. "Well I'd better stop my fun, I am his teacher after all."By this time I was ready to blow and she was still rubbing my leg with her foot. I had to do something... "Would you like to dance?" I said. "I would love to," she said. It's a good thing too because her foot was driving me crazy. I stood up.