She took a deep breath, opened her eyes and slowly started to move her hand up and down my d**k. I groaned in delight.
"We can't tell anyone about this, Tom," she blurted out as her smooth rhythm started to steadily quicken.
"Of course - it's our secret. Oh s**t, that feels so good Becky. You're really good at this. Do you do this a lot for Andy?" I teased.
"Stop it! This is already really embarrassing. Stop making it worse!"
"Sorry - just making conversation," I laughed. "Oh yeah baby, faster, faster," I moaned as her hand started to blur on my c**k.
Luckily I'd had a wank in the shower that morning so I was feeling confident about my stamina. In fact after five minutes and several switches of hand, Becky slowed down frustratedly.
"God, this is taking forever," she complained.
"Let
