So we just kind of sat around clinging onto each other. It was uncomfortable being around my family and having that thick lust lingering around us. We... lightly would rub our bodies against each other, as if just leaning in for a drink from the coffee table but suddenly changing our minds, over and over again. This light contact should not have really been enough to invoke any physical pleasure but I felt like she was inches from my crotch every time she brushed shoulders with me. I guess being. I never had the courage to flirt with any of the girls and obviously all my friends (girls) used to maintain a very decent relationship with me. This left me with a very high sense of sexual frustration. As days passed i was getting more and more eager to see experience the fun for real and not by imagination. There was not a single day when i didn’t curse myself for not being bold enough. One evening all our friends gathered at my best friend vamsi’s place to watch some porn and for a few. She’ll be at church for Matins. I’m not sure what will happen this afternoon, but most likely we won’t go to Doctor Blahnik’s house.”“Vladyka,” she said in a silly voice, “I need to be excused for a few hours so I can fuck the OTHER Deacon’s daughter to whom I’m neither married or betrothed; would that be OK?”“I think that might get me in more than just a bit of trouble,” I replied with a grin.We left the elevator when it reached the lobby, then headed out to my car for the drive to the church.. He closed his eyes and turned his face to the ceiling as I pleasured him. He got harder and a bit longer, but I could still take all of him in my mouth. It didn't take long before he whispered "I'm going to cum." Although I appreciated the warning, I had no intention of letting him pull out. I doubled my efforts, and was quickly rewarded by a few spurts of hot, sticky cum. Then a few more, and more. I could not believe how much this guy was cumming! I took every drop, and reluctantly let his.