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Instead he removed my other shoe and stocking and treated this foot as gently as the other, first tickling me to convulsions, the sucking my toes and massaging my foot as I relaxed again.

Finally, I lay there in a puddle of my own juices, my efforts at keeping his couch clean and dry having failed miserably, Tony stopped sucking my toes and replaced my leg a top the couch. I lay open before him, and his eyes seemed to be burning a hole in my pussy.

Tony slid his hand up my leg, letting his fingertips tickle my thigh as he did so until it landed on my wet gash. He used his thumb to slowly and delicately circle my swollen clit, and I almost came as soon as he touched me. As it was, I sighed and closed my eyes, relaxing and hoping that at long last he would let me cum. My body had been through so many new, different and exciting sensations in the last half hour that I ached for the sweet release of just a tiny orgasm.

"Will you do something for me?" Tony asked.

"Yes!" I thought, finally he's going to have me suck his dick, or fuck me, or something!

"Of course," I answered.

"When you get home tonight, are you going to touch yourself, uh, until you cum?" He asked as I began to move my hips up and down to the attention he was giving my clit.

"Uh, I was hoping we could take care of that now" I smiled.

"Okay. I'd like that." He said, as he stopped touching me.

"Umm. What just happened?" I asked after a few moments of nothing happening.

"I want you to touch yourself now, like you suggested."

"Uh, you're not going to?"

"I rather watch you if that's okay." He said.

"You want to watch me masturbate?" I asked.

"Yes please."