A date
From Torg Adventure
I took Donna out to dinner and the movies. We sat next to each other and chatted. The whole while, Donna's hand rubbed my crotch. We ordered and she rubbed. The appetizer came and she stroked. Dinner came and she put her whole hand in my open pants giving me a full handjob. I kept my composure most of the time, but when the waitress came to check on us, Donna squeezed me particularly tight and I moaned. I covered it with a cough, and the waitress didn't notice. I think.
By the time we reached the car, I was a wild man with nothing else on my mind but getting head from Donna and fingering her to climax. She said she'd drive so she took the driver's side. As I sat down in the passenger seat, she leaned over and sucked my cock into her mouth. Her soft lips and warm tongue felt incredible. I wanted to get into her panties so bad, but was good. She had me groaning and shooting in her mouth in less than five minutes. Then she drove us home.
We ran up the stairs to her bedroom and I pinned her against the wall just inside the door. I French kissed her and fondled her boobs and ass. She shed her clothes while I worked on her, and then she stripped me as well. She quickly pulled me to the bed. In seconds I was between her legs lapping up her copious juices, bringing her first orgasm of the night in record time.
She pulled me up the bed and rolled me over. She slid down my body and started licking up and down my shaft. Geez she was good at that. One hand stroking and one hand fondling my balls, she took me in her mouth and bobbed in and out. Her tongue lashed at the underside of my prick and made me mad with pleasure. I rocked my head back and forth, moaning.
Then she stopped.
What does she want?
