Your blush deeply when you realise where your hand is and start to withdraw it, but then I place my hand on your forearm and guide it back to where it...was. Usually you'd never dream of touching yourself in front of someone else like this, but in the cosy kitchen and under my powerful grasp you feel so safe. So comfortable. When a soft sigh escapes from your throat it almost takes you by surprised, but my hands and my kisses are working effectively to make you feel so relaxed that you start to. Thyme half whispered as if they shared a secret. "Why did you tell Johnny to masturbate instead of coming inside me?" So that I could have your clean cunt to myself," Darwin said. He slid his trousers down. Thyme noticed a strong erect cock tenting through silk boxers, bigger, she suspected, than John's younger model.Had fucking John a handful of times prepared her for this surreal moment? It seemed the natural thing to do given the dream-like circumstances, to drop to her knees in front of. She came out of the closet all decked out like a 70s pimp, complete with furry hat and pimping jacket. “Oh that’s your outfit.” She said. “I thought it would look great on you. See, a short leather miniskirt, a pair of fishnets, crotchless underwear, of course, and you have no idea how long it took me to find the heels in a man’s size. I had to go all the way downtown to find a tranny store before I knew they would fit.” I just stared at it, not really believing the whole thing that she had in. You ask me what this is all about. In a naughty whisper, I tell you that I brought you by the ocean to suck your cock. You throw your head back and chuckle. I tell you that I don’t want to come, that I only want to pleasure you today. You ask me why. I tell you because I love you. You sit down behind me. I see your bare legs and realize you are naked, too. You blitz my back with a flurry of soft kisses. I bend forward, yielding deeply to you, so that my hair is adrift in the waves. You cup my.