My own flavors and his kept my passion lit. I was resting my dripping pussy against my heel and giving myself more pleasure. George was never one of t...ose that took forever to recover. Slurping and sucking and looking up at him with wide open eyes soon brought him back."Again," I begged, as I stood up."Oh Margo," he muttered as I helped him enter me again. Thrust after thrust. Another toe tingling, tummy grabbing orgasm. Longer this time. Thrust, thrust, thrust. Finally his explosion again. It was the same message every time.> SLOW DOWN!I didn’t want to, I was almost frantic about achieving orgasm. I could see from the messenger that Ben was typing another message, and I forced myself to slow down long enough to read it.> In a moment I’m going to call you. I want you to answer the phone, put it on hands-free, and carry on as you are. We won’t speak. I just want to hear you come, as well as watch. I’m playing with myself right now.I nodded my assent – frankly, I would have agreed. He held my head still while he reached down and guided the tip of his cock to my closed lips. I slowly parted my lips and felt the head slide into my mouth. David said to me to think of it as a Popsicle and go up and down on it. I was too young to know what I was doing so after a minute or two he let me go home. A year or two later I found two magazines my brother had hidden away in our workshop. He had found them outside because they were all water damaged and you could tell that a car tire. But ill ignore anything thats just hate. Anywhoo here we go......Alex lay on his bed and sighed as he browsed stories on an erotic stories website, his cock was rock hard even though he had already cum twice wile reading a particularly hot story. He loved to imagine himself being stealthed by a hot and dominant poz guy. He was both ashamed and aroused by his interested in such things, but he just couldn’t help himself.He was getting ready to turn his computer off and go to bed feeling pent up.