Even without looking I knew that my cock was down there bouncing all around even more than her tits, and that’s saying something!!!She sat back down...and her face was a little flush as she tried not to laugh at me. She reached under my cock and grabbed my balls and gave them a little squeeze. I moaned and she laughed before telling me that before the night was over I was going to be in a whole lot more of a world of hurt than that! And with that, she turned her attention back to the TV while. My phone started to ring again and I saw it was Dane. I silenced the call and continued playing, but Dane didn’t stop calling. My phone must have ringed at least ten times; I was getting really pissed. Finally Ward asked me who was calling. I told him it was Dane, and he sucked air through his teeth as if he was upset. I kept apologizing to Ward; he explained it wasn’t me he was upset with. It was Dane. My phone rang once more and Ward grabbed it this time. He answered and told Dane to “chill. ..”She gave me a look that I couldnt quite figure out, was it thankfulness, or lust?She answered my question, “Err...you wanna come inside?” One thing I noitced about her was that she was had a slightly mixed accent, it was very sublte, maybe American or slightly Canadian. Which is one of the reasons why we connected, becasue I also had an accent (from living in California and Canada for 10 years), but people with accents like ours were hard to meet in England.I went inside and she gave me a. Whatever the reason, I finally responded by blushing, mumbling excuse me, and rushing out of the room. Soon it was time to go home, but that night I could hardly sleep. And, when I did, all I did was dream about that man holding his huge cock and pumping his hand up and down the shaft. I soon woke up and, with fantasies of that big cock floating through my head, I began to caress my clit with my fingers, moving slowly back and forth until I felt a wetness between my legs. My clit was now.