I pulled away and told her that it was her turn. I just put some body wash on my hand and rubbed her down very thoroughly as I wrapped my arms around ...er and pulled her back tightly against my body. I rested my chin on her shoulder and slid my hands around to her front. I paid special attention to her boobs, with a little teasing and pinching of her pink little nipples. I squeezed more body wash into my hand and ran my hands down her belly and then to her pussy. I made sure everything was in. With deft fingers I attach clamps to your now rock hard nipples, smiling to myself as another muffled protest makes its way around the material in your mouth. I know you're not a massive fan of being gagged.Pushing your thighs as far apart as they'll go I softly stroke you, gently brushing over your clit with my fingers, the whole time maintaining eye contact, watching you as you loose yourself to the inevitable orgasm. "I don't remember saying you could " I whisper in your ear, you're shaking. And I made coffee for the both of us and we talked and it was really nice but then he said “So what happened between you and Caitlin?” and I just looked down and said “I don't know” because of course I couldn't tell him.So he said “Shit happens sometimes I guess” and I nodded and he said “I know she misses hanging out with you” and I said “Me too” and he said “But I'm sure you'll work it out soon” and then he said “Hey, about that, do you ever work out, T?”That's what he always called me, just. For a guy who's enjoyed hundreds of blow jobs, I still have no idea what was going on in Karen's throat. With her lips at the base of my cock and her tongue doing who knows what, she was causing sensations I'd never felt before. Within 90 seconds I was spewing a load of hot cum that never saw the light of day again. When she came up she licked her lips, grinned and asked if it was okay? I know I was trembling as I dug in my pocket for another twenty.After a repeat a couple of days later, Karen.