Tony isn't the only one who shouldn't have to jack himself off. You deserve your sexual release as well." I'm not sure she's hearing me because she's ...oaning so loudly and moving up and down on my hand.I watch her tits bouncing and remember what she had said about how she liked Tony pinching her nipples. I reach up with my other hand and begin massaging her right tit. Pinching her nipple between my thumb and index finger, I squeeze a little. She starts bouncing faster on my finger and I'm. It felt good having you so close to my desire, and you could feel the heat and your face and smell my distinctive musky odour. I knew you weren't going to take it in just yet. You knew I loved the tease and anticipation. You kneeled in front of me and used both hands. The curves of your body were amazing, but my focus landed on your ass. I could see you sticking it out and the shape was heavenly. Your mouth was inches from my purple head and you had a hold me back as my hips moved forward. You. She giggled seductively as the lamp rattled to retrieve its balance, smoothing her long fingers up into his head full of hair, ducking her head down to catch his mouth in another long kiss. It was a kiss that soon went from longing to intensely passionate, their lips and tongues moving in perfect, hungry rhythm. He missed this, the taste of her, the rivers and hills of her body underneath his too-anxious palms: the smell of her skin, her neck, her hair. He could hardly keep himself from. He felt so manic all of a sudden, not able to get enough of her - and not being able to use his hands only made it more intense. His tongue was sliding and swirling, diving into her, curling and pulling up and out, twisting and turning around her swollen clit, travelling up and down her lips. He wanted to feel and taste all of her. She was moaning and screaming and urging him on, but there were times when she would close there thighs against his head and he could near nothing but his own.