That look impressed him even more. She stroked my cock up and down ever so gently and then began to milk it from the very bottom of the shaft to the tip. I knew I was going to cum in her hand, but she stopped me. I wore a black long sleeve shirt, ribbed and sheer. Erin was grinding her ass against my cock and I kept running my hands all over her torso and chest and slowly worked her top up above her bra. Oh god, Bob moaned.