"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,...