My eyes would close and my breathing would become shallow as I imagined his hands roaming my soft skin, molding my curves. His luscious pink tongue la...pping at me as if I was the blood he needed to live on. And every night, when I finally eased my fingers in between my legs, I would hear him stomp down the hallway as if putting distance between us would stop the tense desire between us. ‘Um, miss?’ A tiny voice called out to my left. I turned towards the sound and smiled gently. Teeta stood in. The rabbit was still whirling away.I knew in my heart of hearts that this had to have destroyed any possibly of Chris and me getting it on, or in her words, “Fucking.” But it was almost worth it to have seen her cum and piss at the same time. I sat in my chair with my cock at full attention. Maybe she’d give me another hand job I thought.With her eyes still closed she pulled the vibrating toy from her pussy and dropped it on the bed. She didn’t have the energy to turn it off. Shit!Chris kept. He has no control over his body. All of my actions culminated in this moment. I had caused this to happen. I was in control. The proof of my success, similar to a rainbow after a storm, is the wondrous sight of a man's cum spurting from his penis. Some women don't like it. Some are turned off by the taste, smell, and texture. Some don't like to see it or feel their lovers come in their mouths. They feel controlled. Not me. I am in control. I can decide when he is to have an orgasm. . We were very close and he made me extremely happy. Being 800 miles away was hard on our relationship. It was difficult not being able to have that contact but we made it work. Steve was very sweet and occasionally would either drive or fly up to see me. He never pressed the issue of sex. I was the one that brought it up.Three months into the relationship Steve bought me a ticket to come to NC for a weekend. My flight came in late on Friday. Steve met me at the airport and brought me to.