” Brad responded, starting to become aroused again. “That’s fucking hot.”“But if we’re going down this road, you have to really commit.”... She added.“What do you mean?”“For starters, no more sex together. It’s been working well these past two weeks, and I can pleasure my pussy myself.” Jenny said. “Another thing... when you jerk off, we need to have a glass nearby for you to squirt into.”“Why?”“So you can drink it!” Jenny giggled. “I think we need to get you used to the taste of fresh sperm. That. See you then," and he clicked off.Rather impressive, I thought as we readied ourselves to see if the staff had perhaps figured out what we'd been up to."One last kiss ... at least for now, my dear," he said as he leaned over and gave me the softest kiss I think I'd ever had. I didn't but I almost swooned. What a romantic man; and one who knew what he wanted.We left the changing room, he paid for my purchase and we walked out into the mall. I looked at the clock and it was five-thirty."Here,. There were brown curtains hanging from the windows. ‘I’m going to take a quick shower. Can you just lay stay here on the bed? I promise I’ll be quick.’ ‘Sure.’ It was barely audible. I was so nervous and excited. She gave me a peck on the forehead, then bounced (that’s the best way I can describe it) into the bathroom. She gave me a smile as she closed the door behind her. It wasn’t long before I heard the shower turn on and the door close. Now time was dragging. Looking at the clock, I saw. "Fear not, dear maiden, I see no mouse."With that he bowed deeply in mocking fashion and continued with a kiss of her delicate hand.His hand was warm to the touch, and so very firm in comparison to her slender fingers that seemed almost ice cold. Instantly she felt a tingling sensation wash over her beginning at the birthplace of their connection -- her hand in his own.Secretly she wondered if he knew just what an effect he was having on her. He bent his head down and she could not help but.