Todos os capítulos de Dangerous Pleasures: Capítulo 2711 - Capítulo 2720

He groaned slightly, both from the pleasure and the discomfort. Pam stopped and immediately slid the vase back to meet Beth's hand, that unknown to her had been flexing around the tumescent shaft. "Sorry Ron, I'll try one last time to do this without hurting you." Pam said, doing her best to conceal her arousal at tormenting his big penis.She once again pulled the vase steadily up his shaft as she lowered the angle, doing a little unnecessary twisting along the way.It was approaching more than Ron could stand, and he knew he certainly would not be able to take a leak while fighting off an orgasm. As much as he wanted to cum, he suspected ejaculating into a glass flower vase might be hard to explain away as nonsexual, and could potentially put an end to the night's activities, so he said, "Uh, I don't think this is going to work. I won't be able to, you know, go until I, you know, sort of calm down."Beth and Pam agreed, but Beth wanted to push him just a little more before backing o

Pleased with her rapid implementation of her on the fly props, Beth saw no need to dally, and said to Pam, "Okay, breaktime is over. It's already been almost 90 minutes since poor Ron spilled the polish all over him. We don't want to have to turn in without being able to at least try and get him cleaned up."Seeing hesitation lingering on her friend's face, Beth continued, "But first, let's take the edge off real quick." She retrieved the remainder of a joint from the nightstand, and had it lit before Pam would voice an objection.Ron watched as his girlfriend's stunning mom pursed her shiny pink lips to draw in the intoxicating smoke. He further admired her cleavage threatening to spill over the top of her bra, as she leaned in closer to hold the joint for him to take a hit. Oh his next turn, Beth was the one to hold the joint to his lips.Watching Ron suck in the fragrant smoke gave Beth a very naughty idea. While Pam concentrated on the ever shrinking roach, Beth 'accidentally' nud

"You get there to work on the underside, or is it the top....I guess it depends on the position ah, well the direction he's pointing," Beth rambled, the pot having some impact, "and as things, ahem, lie now, I guess you should start on the top, here." She instructed as she slid her fingers slowly, yet firmly, from the ever constricting cock ring up his shaft until she passed over his sensitive and pulsing, blood engorged head. "And I'll get positioned on the other side,"Ron stared on in stunned anticipation as Beth lowered the side of her head until her right ear was in firm contact with his stomach, her face mere inches from his throbbing cockhead. He grew frustrated when her blonde hair blocked his view, until he recalled the mirrored closets next to the bed, and turned in time to see her sliding her pink tongue and still glossy red lips to his needy dick. Just as he clenched in anticipation of being engulfed within his sexy tormentor's moist, warm mouth, she kept pressing past his

"I bet it is because we've been concentrating our efforts down here, instead of up here." Beth said, motioning first to his bound scrotum, then up the length of his shaft, her finger left pointing at his purplish, pulsing cockhead. "You know, we have a way to make him produce more cleanser for us, I mean, as I'm sure you know, this spot right here is sort of the lever to the production valve. Watch, I'll flick the, ah, lever a couple of times with my tongue, and I guarantee we'll start getting more pre-c....er, cleanser. To prove her point, Beth placed her tongue against the ultra sensitive bundle of nerves just below his head, and began to lightly swipe it up and down the underside of his cock. After two times up and down, she pulled free to examine her success."Hmm, not as much as I thought. I'm going to have to apply a little more pressure, which will press him back closer to his body. Now, you slide around with your lips by the, ah, tip, so you can get the cleanser when it comes

Ron was doing all he could to avoid the orgasm he so justly deserved, and an involuntary, desperate moan escaped his lips.Pam looked up, past Beth as she still tenderly drank in the boy's nectar, to see Ron staring at the ceiling, biting his lower lip and tensed against his restraints. She felt both pity and arousal at the vision before her. Arousal was the easy percentage winner here, and she spoke softly, "Ron, sorry about this, but just a little more and Beth will have enough to hopefully finish cleaning your scrotum, then we can undo the ribbon and give you a break, ok?"Beth couldn't help but grin even as she continued to suckle on just the tip of Ron's prick as he did his best to respond while still staring a hole through the ceiling. "Oh, ok, whatever, ahem, whatever you, ah, need to do."Pam dropped her face back down to an inch or so from Beth's still slurping efforts to capture all his juices. She allowed her tongue to flicker lightly against his little dangle of nerves jus