Maria Pavlova, Part 7

Maria Pavlova, Part 7 by cactusman

I teased him, saying:

"I guess you just weren't that excited dear? Maybe tomorrow after some more interviews you'll feel more like fucking, OK?"

Tom was breathing very heavily, and his cock was dripping with our love-juices. He felt completely desperate and horny, more so than he had ever felt in his life. And to see me right there taunting him was almost too much. He thought about running down the hall to one of the girls, but knew he had better not. He realized he had lost every shred of his self control that night to every girl who was living in our house, and that he would be sleeping naked next to me, who had nearly driven him crazy with lust, but was now frustratingly stopping his orgasm.