It was ten o'clock on Friday night and he was not ready for sleep; not even close.His lips came to me, kissing and touching me. I groaned in a way tha...t could not possibly be mistaken for excitement. Turning toward him, I tried to get him onto his back so I could stroke him off and put an end to this before it started.Instead, he rolled me back, ending up on top of me. I pushed against his chest and said "no". He let out a breath - sounding like a truck releasing its air brakes - and rolled over. " as his overwrought brain focused on the feeling of her hand on his cock. Her hand was hot, and it seemed to be shaking...or vibrating. She squeezed him lightly and he almost blew his load. "Fuck! Your hand...it's ohhhh fuckkkk." He'd never felt anything like it. His cock felt like it was being worked by a warm, vibrating cock sleeve, but with fingers. He could only imagine what her mouth would feel like if her hand on the outside of his jeans felt this good.She answered his silent. . this,"the editor said with a gleam in her eye as she pressed the right side ofthe metallic line.Oh god!Beatrice bent over and leaned on a chair. This was unstoppable. This wasirresistable. Without conscious choice she was rapidly flexing her hipsback and forth. No one could endure much of this. It was too fantastic. Inaddition to vibrating, the device inside Kid Flash seemed to be giving offheat at specific locations that perfectly suited her."P-please ssssst-t-top."With a smirk, the editor. I took him into my mouth again for a moment but then decided that payback was a bitch. I looked up into his eyes as I knelt between his legs, still working his cock with both hands and told him what I was thinking. "I wish it wasn't just my mouth on you," I murmured. “I want to be sliding up and down your cock, I want you to take me hard and fast." His pupils contracted and his muscles clenched in reaction to my words, I could see him visualizing it as I spoke, so I continued. "I want you to.