She sucked in a breath and drew her hand away quickly. He wanted his hands on her. She took a hasty sip of the drink. He could tell she was nervous. H...ell, he was too. A first for Him. ‘To the leap of faith.’ He toasted. ‘Gross but to the leap of faith.’ She clink her glass to his. He looked at her as she took a tentative sip of her drink. His heart said this woman was going to stick to his memory for a long time. She was already getting under his skin and he hadn’t known her name yet. A faint. ” They shuffle forward, stopping when their cocks are a few inches from your face. Their cocks are coated with their spit and the noise excites you, makes you quiver. “Do you like this?” “Yes sir, you know how I like to see men masturbate, I love the sight of it, the sound of their hands sliding up and down. But I'm still shy sometimes," you say, coyly. “Speak to them, tell them how nice their cocks are, how big they are.” "I can't sir. Please don't make me do this."I pull my cock fully out. Precious few centimeters separating my mouth from your fruit, the anticipation in the air is palpable. Gently, I rub my nose and lips along the outer edge of your flower, stopping only briefly to breathe warm air onto your petals. I lick from the bottom to the top with a wide flat tongue, until I reach your pleasure button. From here I flick and flutter, as you moan in ecstasy and squeeze my head with your lovely legs. My hands find their way to your more than ample breasts and I massage them. My fears were soothed when I heard him put a key into a lock. We were near a building and he wasn't leaving me. He jerked me through the door way and led me through the building. I nearly tripped a few times over my own feet. He was walking quickly which didn't allow time for me to be cautious. I began gasping for air. My breathing had become shallow, because that was all I could manage with the rope around me.We walked through a doorway. I could tell because I had knocked into it on my way in..