All too soon, I tasted the saltiness of his precum. I put my hand on his shaft and began jacking him lightly, urging him to fill my mouth with his sa...lty goodness.It wasn’t long when I felt his fingers tighten in my hair. He held my head, and with a grunt, began filling my mouth with his cum. A LOT of cum. He must not have shot a load since last week when we played together.I sat on the bench, cleaning his shaft of all remnants of his cum, and my saliva. Finished, I looked up at him, and said. His breath smelled of garlic and onions.She was dressed in a long white cotton robe. She was nakedunderneath, having been ?prepared? for interrogation earlier. With her armsexposed by the short sleeves, her bound hands were obvious. They were cuffedbehind her back with tight steel manacles. In addition a canvas bag had beenloosely thrown over her head. ?Quiet!? the goon demanded in a gravelly voice, ?or I?llgive you more of the same.?The woman walked on, prodded by the goon?s hand in thesmall. So sit down, listen up, and whip out your pencil. Class is in session.1. Take her off the clockJust as you're concerned about lasting longer, many women are so self-conscious about taking too long that they end up faking orgasm or deciding to go without. The solution? Stop obsessing over orgasms – yours and hers. A brain-imaging study by Swedish researchers shows that relaxation is the single most important factor in bringing a woman to orgasm. So tell her she has all night. The better you. "I didn't hesitate as I responded, "Lisa, I really meant it. I've thought you're hot for a long time. But you hung out with Julie so I couldn't hit on you. She would have wrecked everything as soon as she realized I liked you. Now I am starting to feel guilty about what I've done. I was planning to tell you and Julie that you don't have to do anything else as long as you keep secret what we've already done." Oh no," she quickly exclaimed, "You can't do that; it'll ruin everything!" Excuse me,".