When I crawl as tauntingly slowly as I can down the length of him and toward the hulking erection awaiting me, I decide to be a little mean about this.
I didn’t plan on it, mind you. I’ve wanted to yank off that weird, old-fashioned underwear of his and see what lies beneath it for quite some time now, and that desire hasn’t faded in the slightest. But looking up at his dazed, sensual gaze and seeing how much he finally craves my touch makes me a little too smug about how hard he’s pushed this away in the past, and, well… why not have some fun with that?
I don’t say anything at first. I run my hand very lightly and slowly over his clothed bulge and grin as I watch his eyelids flutter at even that much of a touch. Satisfied by his initial reaction, I bring my teeth to the waistband of his
