Pulling his feet from the pants, he kicked them aside then stood still. Staring at his dangling cock she saw his fingers flexing in her peripheral vision. Raising her eyes to his, she saw him gazing down at her on her knees before him, his eyes dancing. Again her mind tried silently pleading with him. And again, it was obviously in vain.

Dropping her gaze back to his manhood, she timidly raised her still shaking hands.

"No," he stopped her. "Don't use your hands. Only your mouth."

She looked back up at him, trying to figure out what he meant. It took her a moment, but she thought she had...