“I can make you cum right away, or I can make you wait.” she said, teasing me and sending the not so subtle message that, at least for the time be...ng, she was back in control. After a minute or two she stopped stroking my shaft, and just dragged her sharp fingernails lightly over and around the swollen head. The pain/pleasure caused by her nails on the sensitive skin of my head became too much to take. “Let me cum.” I said, part statement, part plea. “I’ll decide when you can cum.” she said. I then looked inside an open booth, seeing a very horny mature housewife was sucking a black guy’s huge cock. This really turned me on.I thought that this hard black cock looked as inviting to suck on.My own dick was rock hard. I got inside an empty booth and began jacking off when I noticed the glory hole in the wall…So I quickly passed my hardening dick through the hole and soon I felt some wet and warm lips wrapped around my girth. I could not guess if I was being sucked by a woman or a man,. Our living room had a door at each end, with the front door in the other wall. I was wearing normal bedtime clothes, shorts with tightie-whities underneath and maybe a T-shirt. She was wearing a pretty nightgown that went from her ankles all the way up to her neck, but it had buttons on the neck to allow it to be undone and reveal a surprising amount of cleavage. As we watched TV (back when you had basic cable when it was first introduced) we were both getting a little bored, but neither of us. “Leli?” Sierra had been the first to grant her the nickname, but it did wicked things to her to hear it in his husky voice.She smiled shyly. “I forgot something.”“Oh?” He looked around the tent as though trying to identify a belonging of hers that she’d left behind.She crept up to him while he was turned away, and ambushed him with a fiery kiss before he’d even noticed her there. She jumped away before he could pin her in place, and he grunted as his arms closed on nothing but air.“Nathaniel?”.