I could feel her juices pouring down my cock and out on to my balls and her arse. After a few seconds of letting her orgasm take over, she continued t...o fuck my cock. Faster and faster she raised and lowered herself onto the biggest erection I have ever had, slamming herself down on to my balls. “Cum for me Phil. Fill me with your spunk, please.”“I'm nearly there, just a little more,” I grunted out. Then not even a minute later I was there.“I'm cumming Helene, I'm cumming.”With that my cock. Some of his precum hit the back of my throat, and it felt thick and slimy as it went down. Jake removed his dick from my mouth and started to rub his hot cock around my face. it felt hot and hard as he slapped it against my cheeks, nose, and forehead. "That was good," Jake said. "Now do me," I told him firmly."You must be stupid if you think I'm gonna suck your dick," Jake said. "Do it, or I'll tell everybody that you let me suck you off." You were gonna tell them anyway," Jake said. But,. I just did not know what she meant to convey. She had felt my dick, on her. That was a sure thing. She would have noticed the hardness of it, too. But, what was it that her sultry face tried to suggest.“What does she really want? She was wrecked all this whole, and out of everything I tried doing, this was what that brought out a smile on her face?” I thought to myself.I got up from the floor and looked down instantly. I was still having a raging hard-on. She had definitely felt it. There was. Forgoing the lights, I lit a few candles instead. Tonight, I planned to indulge in my darkest fetish, autoerotic asphyxiation. For as long as I can remember, I’ve fantasized about death by hanging, the seductive way the noose slowly tightens around my throat as I inevitably struggle until the deliciously bitter end.I used to come up to this attic at our summer cabin while my parents were out on my dad’s lobster boat. I’d found a length of white nylon rope. I think it was a spare mooring line.