" Do you want me to stop?" I asked, pulling just far enough away that she could still feel the warmth of my presence without us actually touching."No!..." she practically screamed.This time without any prompting my gift shared her surface thoughts with me. 'Are you nuts? Here I am, completely strapped down while this gorgeous man is teasing me with his cock. The little bastard didn't let me finish earlier and I'm certainly not going to stop him now. Then again, I probably shouldn't sound too. I used to try to touch her. We chat while taking her hand on my hand. Some time when she cries I hugged her whenever I hugged her I never wanted to lose her. Her breast (boobs) touch made me mad. Sometimes I pinched her butt. She never mind it even sometimes gave smile and our physically interaction were increasing day by day.One day I went her house and she was cleaning her house’s floor and she was bent. I was staring her ass (very very sexy ass) she turned and I looked at her boobs and. This morning as he fucked her mouth and she sucked hard on his dick he filled her with a huge load of cum and watched her swallow. She was great. He took her virginity from her at a young age. The first time he fucked her three times that night. She was so tight for his monster cock to push into and she felt so good as he rammed her deep. He loved the taste of her young pussy and was always licking and tongue fucking her. He loved the nights she sucked his cock for almost two hours getting at. “You know you can play with me if you like.” I nodded again. She began to move her mouth faster on my penis and I got back that strange feeling again. I ran my fingers through her hair and felt the back of her bra. I moved my hand around and felt her soft breasts through the thin fabric.“Cum in my mouth, “ she said. I didn’t know what that meant, but I did it anyway. The release was incredible, the best feeling I’d ever had in my life. I couldn’t figure out what Mrs. Thompson seemed to be.