Put your cock away [Ending B3]

You look down at your cock and take hold of it as if to tuck it back in your pjs. You noticed Mirry staring at it again. She then shakes her head ruefully, you can only guess what she is thinking.

"I just get so sexually frustrated all the time," you sigh, "I love Claire, but I just don't know what to do." You bat your cock lightly in frustration causing it to sway back and forth.

"I'm sorry dear," she then takes a breath. "Look, since it's partly my fault, how about I take care of that for you quickly? But it will be quick though."

"What! Really? Yes, please."

"Okay, but of course it remains our secret?" She says getting herself into a more comfortable position.

"Of course! And I promise I won't come in your mouth either, unless you... want me to?"

"What? No, Jack I'm not going to blow you, just a quick one off the wrist."

"Oh..." you say unable to disguise your disappointment.

"Don't worry though, one of my handjobs will be better than any blowjob you've ever had young boy," she says as she furiously rubs her palms together for several seconds, she then dribbles a massive glob of saliva into both cupped hands, rubs them together once more and reaches for your shaft.

She isn't kidding either!