I just needed a little more of a push. Just a little more. I felt myself waiting for ten, fifteen and then thirty seconds but my orgasm didn’t come.... I could still feel the suckers working on my nipples and clit, but they were barely noticeable.They had decreased their suction to an almost imperceptible level, just holding me there at the edge of my orgasm. Just enough to keep me as close as possible to my orgasm without giving me those waves of pleasure. It knew what it was doing. It wasn’t. My bed's still made, so this turd spent the night in bed with Brittany. Mind still running in overdrive, I start to peel off my jeans. Ol' Justin's thinking he hit the pussy jackpot as he strips out of his pants. He beats me in the race and he's in the bed."C'mere, baby," he says.I climb in the bed, my hand goes to his dick and I stroke it twice, hating myself for ever having touched him before. Then my fingers range down to cup his balls. One caress, his mind is centered on his impending. It is for an old friend, so I do hope he enjoys his stay." I replied.I didn't mean for it to sound white trashy, but I guess it did because she removed a card from the holder on the desk. Then wrote a number on it. "That's my cell number, if they need anything at all, just call me. I can be reached 24/7 at that number." It was obvious that she was all business and I appreciated it."That is excellent," I said putting the card in my pocket. I meant to throw it away, just as soon I was out of her. The robe was much too large for her and hung down to the floor, the half sleeves covered her arms to her elbows. She shifted slightly and let the robe open ever so tiny of a crack. There was a delicious hint of bare skin within, but he couldn’t see anything definite. “Oh, yes, honey, oh YES! Please let me see you naked.” His hand went back to playing with himself, only this time he opened the fly and took his cock out into full view and stroked it slowly. This open overt sexual act had his.