I realized she had stopped and looked down to watch her reach out to grab my shaft as she bent forward to plant a kiss on the very tip. My guttural mo...n turned animalistic and the craving to cum became so overpowering. She squeezed my cock and held it still, stopping any involuntary movement and thus the ability to cum. My cock was throbbing in her hand and I felt a scream of total frustration building. "Please let me cum!" I begged with total abandon. Her only answer was silence as she kept. "And I know where." So do I," Adie said boldly. "I... think we should go to the same place, don't you?"Mason moistened his lips. "I do, indeed."Adie stood up, smoothing the sheath down over her flanks. "You'll have to lead the way."He took her arm, feeling the heat of her hip and thigh pressed against his own leg, feeling his cock begin to harden. He led her down the hallway by the bar and opened the door to the master bedroom quietly, pushing it wide and then drawing Adie across the threshold. His teeth grazed into my shoulder as his hips circled and practically shoved against my thighs. "Now..." he breathed into my skin, "...only..." he mumbled as he dug his fingers into my bum cheeks, "...only do that when you want me to come," he laughed. I automatically laughed on top of him, shuddering the vibration of giggles down my stomach and into his cock. His back arched as I laughed, gyrating his hips fast against mine. "Oh Mia," he moaned, flicking his tongue against my nipple. I lifted. When Mom had been alive she took waitress jobs to get us by, but there was never anything left for me. I bought the few cheap dresses I owned with baby sitting money."Don't worry your pretty little head about fancy clothes, Shelly," she'd said once while sewing in a dark, cool corner of the living room. "Just be a good girl and your time will come." Her eyebrows had raised then and she'd leaned forward in the rocker. "You do know what I mean by being a good girl, don't you?" Yes, Mom." Her.