How is he?" I asked again "Old Vince... does he get much work?" I must be pissed because I don't understand a word," she said."Vince the Vibrator" I s...aid pointing on the floor as the veiny flesh coloured shape of a girl's best friend poked out of the top of her bag."Oh fuck," she said as she blushed and looked away."Don't worry about it," I said, "Sharon has a few of her own" Really?" she asked "I use one because I am single. What's her excuse?" She's a slut" I said laughing "She just loves. We toasted and I told her I appreciated her help. She then asked why do k**s today dance that way. I told her I was not sure and she asked me if I can teach her. We both put our drinks down and turned on the radio. I told her it is all about the hips. You can pretty much stand in one place but you just feel the beat and move your hips accordingly. We started grinding and she was really digging her ass on my growing cock. Within seconds I was hard as a rock. I try to blame it on the wine but she. “Good morning.”Her gaze sharpened, and she lifted her head. “What ... oh. I’m sorry, did I keep you awake?”“No, I just woke up, myself.”“I need to get...” she started to sit up.“Watch you-” I said quickly, but it was too late.Sharon tried to sit up in the bed, and ran straight into the padded ceiling. “Ow!” She dropped down onto her back, and clapped one hand to her forehead.“Watch your head, there’s not enough room to sit straight up,” I said neutrally.“It’s okay,” Sharon said after a moment.. She occasionally used to moan, but what control- what abstinence she had? After a while we felt asleep.When i got up she was sitting besides me looking at my cock. I smiled at her and again requested for sex. She again refused and said – “ek kaam karte hain. Jab bhi tumhe mujhe chodhne ka ichcha ho to mujhse kehna, main tumhare cock ko chus har uska ras nikalkar use chup kara dungi.”She again gave me a blow job. She now milked me and drank every drop of it.After that i forcibly pulled the boxer.