Your words bring pause of her hand.  As it slowed stroking your cock.  Till it rested easy wrapped around.<br/><br/>A choice, speak freely, once more insinuate will not force upon her.  His eyes closed, as they remained closed. This surprised her.<br/><br/><em>"I want to."</em><br/><br/>Is the simple response she gives back.  No other words offered up.  No hidden agenda behind it.<br/><br/>With out further words, brushing her hair back.  Susan would lean over.  Hesitating for a moment, her hand still holding your manhood.  Lifting it, as you feel her lips ply over.  Tongue lashing out to slowly swirl over the head.  Eyes peer up at you.