Guiding my cock through my balls, she pushed the cockhead past her throat’s defence. I pushed her from the back of her head to help her get more of ...e in. My pole slid down her gullet and she almost gagged, but she took it. She was rubbing her clit furiously, taking it deeper. Damn this girl, I thought. If I believed in hell, I’d go to one of its deepest places for what I still wanted to do to her. Her nose was pressed against my abdomen now; she had taken me hilt-deep. “Damn,” I breathed as. “Touchè”. An awkward moment filled the silence and the yearning in his eyes had faded.“Did you not have a good time?” I asked.“I had a great time, did you?”“Yea me too. It’s just-” I stopped.“It’s just what?” he probed.“It’s just you didn’t make a move.” He smiled a little.“Was I suppose to?”“Well, going from kissing me in the stairwell, being someone you’ve never met before. And then a couple days ago we had a good time and talked and there was nothing.”“Well, why didn’t you make a move then?”. I found myself caressing it…feeling every inch, every contour of it. Then down a little lower…my open palm cupping his tightening balls. I felt him moan into my mouth. I loved the feeling of swallowing his noises of pleasure. My other hand slid its way to his chest…and onto his nipples. I pinched one of them gently between my fingers, making him gasp into my mouth again. My mouth was now slowly licking and kissing it’s way down his neck…across his shoulders and then down onto his chest. The. I feel totally at ease and relaxed when I am tied. I concentrate on the next touch. I think about what Nick is going to possibly do next. I am never disappointed in what he does do even if it is not what I wanted or expected.Nick comes up behind me; I feel his hands push open my top. Suddenly I feel his hands slip inside my bra and there is ice cubes placed inside my bra. I scream into the gag. Nick only laughs. I feel the water as the ice cubes start to melt. It runs down my stomach. I feel it.