She laughed and then placed her palms together as if praying, my rod sandwichedbetween. Then she began rubbing, my cock begin swirled between her fast... moving hands.She pressed them together, mashing my shaft in back and forth motions as ifshe were trying to warm her hands, or create fire using me as her frictionstick. I cried out. My cock was throbbing, my thighs and buttocks tensing painfully,my hips trying to thrust up. Her toes dug into my sides and I felt her legssqueeze me as she rubbed. I. He looked over at me from where he stood near the cabana."What's up?" I'd tell you but you might get upset."He raised his brows."Upset ... about being turned on," he said, "I don't think so ... but that's neither here nor there."I moved closer to him."Do I turn you on?"He smiled"Is that your intent," he asked, "to get a rise out of me."I swallowed, my throat going dry suddenly."Did it work?"He just stared at me a long moment and I knew I'd caught him off guard. But I wanted his hands on my body. I was in Heaven, and I let every bit of my hunger show as I bobbed my face up and down on his hard cock. At some point I noted that we were both moaning and groaning like it was competition, and from the sound of it I think Tanner might have been winning. Dude was really enjoying my work! “Shit, you are all kinds of good at that.” Tanner said a while later as he continued to look down and watch me work. “Shelly has no idea what to do with it, that much is pretty fucking obvious now.” I was. "Have you ever been disciplined by a teacher?" the man asked me, and I nodded. "What happened?" I was talking in class when I should have been listening," I told him, trying my best to sound bored. "Mr. Davis made me stay after school and clean the classroom." I see," he nodded. "Your teacher didn't spank you or ... touch you in some way while you did that?" Nope." I smiled and shrugged. "I just ... cleaned."There were a bunch more questions, but I didn't admit to anything. I didn't like those.