He spent the next day drifting through his work barely paying attention to the various cases that he dealt with. He couldn’t get her image out his m...ind. The date on the paper was the 12th of December three days from then. He didn’t know how he would last that long without hearing her voice. Two day later, he was in agony. He didn’t mind though it was the sort of glorious worried/excited pain that you get when you really want something but you worry so much about whether or not it will go right. How was meeting her?” I get yanked out of my daydreams by your voice loaded with mere curiosity—probably just my mind letting me think it is, as a self-preservation mechanism.I easily smile, the rational part of me fascinated by how effortlessly I cover my guilt-ridden heart to hide the hurtful truth from you, how easy it is to just delude you and how comfortably I prefer to sink further into the depths of the discomfort that has been consuming me the past hours over spilling the beans and. I could feel my body and mind arriving at the point of no return. My hands were clenched in fists and I could feel my toes start to seize. All of a sudden, I felt David's cock thicken and become so rigid. His balls were hitting my chin, so, when I felt them become solid I knew he was about to explode down my throat. I was ready, I wanted to taste him. I needed to feel the warmth of him on the back of my throat. Becky was tormenting my pussy. I tried to moan between trying to take breaths. Then. It was incredibly hard to suppress my moans, I wanted to cry out in pleasure but I had to keep a lid on it. I kept on biting my lip and even made eye contact with a few people as they walked past us. I saw a man watching me and he knew exactly what I was doing which just turned me on more. He was with his family but I could tell he was about to cum in his pants.I was on the edge of orgasm, each touch was sending shivers down my spine. I was getting off on not just my touch but the way He was.