MIRIAM<br/><br/>Roger's fingers explored and then, finding me dripping wet and slick, penetrated. My body gave and I twisted my hips a little to give him better access as his thumbnail grazed over where I ached the most. I let out a growl of approval and continued to eat him more enthusiastically.<br/><br/>A fingering from Roger Corey is liked a full blown fuck from most guys. He has huge hands and two of his digits side by side are thicker than most men's cocks. I arched a little and felt myself climb that steep grade towards release, his fingers plunging repeatedly into my wetness while his thumb pad skated over my clitoris and caused me to grind up a little to enjoy his touch more.<br/><br/>On my part I ringed his ballsac more tightly with the fingers of my right hand, squeezing to generate a little discomfort while hauling back and forth, tugging his cock up and down between the slats...<br/><br/>My left hand aided my mouth in masturbating him while my jaw took a short rest, his meat was now slippery with his own fluid and sweat and my spit, so I made a cup of my palm and began to smooth it gently around his naked head, the tight pink-red skin glistening so beautifully. My understanding is the head of a man's penis, if he's uncircumcised is as sensitive as the head of a woman's clitoris so having this hand cupped around it and gently - then gradually less and less gently - slithering tightly across that skin back and forth would be sending intense waves of sensation to his brain.<br/><br/>I'd done this to Roger before, wanked him off using the 'cupping' method. Sometimes it made him so sensitive he couldn't bear it, at other times he spurted thick copious bolts of semen in my face as I knelt before him. Right now though, if he became over-sensitised and wanted to pull back, he'd have some difficulty.<br/><br/>I gave him some respite and went back on with my mouth, licking and sucking happily, stretching my jaw painfully wide to get him all in and gently nipping my teeth in small (and not so small) play bites into the furrow behind the head, all the time my tongue lapping at his slit, wondering when the first pulses and jerks of the hard muscular flesh would announce the impending flood.<br/><br/>I let out a happy moan again as his own fingers sent me higher but it was extremely hard to reach orgasm in a sauna, you tended to need to suck in too much scalding air. I was bathed in sweat now and struggling to keep going. If he didn't peak soon I'd need to get out in cooler air.