I hate saying this, but so excited it hurts; we've been touching for so long now, I've really got to get some relief.I hate saying this, but so excited it hurts; we've been touching for so long now, I've really got to get some relief. I don't know how far you want to go, but if it's far, you don't have to worry about my getting disinterested if you make me come, I'll be hard for a LONG time, from the feel of this one." She laughed. Not at me, I could tell, I just don't think she expected such an honest sounding plea. She leaned over and kissed me harder, and said "I don't think I want to go all the way; we just met...." And my heart sunk. But not my cock! She did, however, soften that letdown with her hand moving back to my crotch, and pressing really hard. MAN, did that feel good. "But I would like to help you out...." and she smiled a devilish grin. She got up then, and motioned for me to follow her upstairs. I didn't waste a second. I proceeded once up in the loft to lower the blinds and turn on a red light bulb, which softened the mood a bit, and I lay down next to her, laying back against two pillows. She rolled over on her side, and started to unbuckle my belt. She pulled my jeans completely off me, carefully freeing my tent pole, pushing my underwear straight up, and she got this hazy look on her face, moving slowly up to touch me. She reached out and stroked my dick lightly through my underwear, and raised herself up, being careful of the ceiling, and settled down on my knee, so she could grind against my leg while she jerked my meat. I said "enough of this teasing..." in a hoarse voice and she quickly pulled off my underwear, gasping softly as she did so. My penis isn't really long, it's only about 6 or MAYBE 6 1/2 inches when ready to blow (!), but it's thick. |