In a more rational moment, Coop would have been a little embarrassed to admit that he felt a frisson of smug satisfaction when Sarah's hand left off its regular, even stroking. So she was the first to lose control ... or was she? He moaned into her breast at the touch of her fingers on his sac, and again as she pressed on.<br/><br/>He was most definitely embarrassed when, as her fingertips found their mark, he let out a tight cry of surprise - and pleasure. Sheer astonishment sent him up on his toes for an instant. Where in the world had she got the notion to do that! Then slowly he sank back down, slithering the length of her body, almost leaning on her for support. Her breast had escaped his mouth and he stood, shaken, with his forehead pressed against her neck.<br/><br/>"Holy ... nobody ever ... oh, do that again ..." Both his hands, which had frozen for a moment, crept back into motion.