I always make sure that my nails are manicured and neat. I’ve seen the way men react when I shake hands with them the first time. A handshake is a m...ch more personal act than most people realize. I try to give a man a firm, but gentle handshake, with adequate pressure for him to feel the texture and softness of my hand, and then I linger just long enough to signal that I like the man, but not too long, which would be flirting. I never flirt with my customers. It’s just tacky and crass. When a. He’d have to tell her that when he found her, he thought as he eased forward. After a few moments, one of the women got off a couple a more shots. When there wasn’t any return fire, Bigfoot thought again that maybe they really had gotten him. He got back to his feet in preparation to rush forward to help, but before he could advance, Bigfoot was stopped in his tracks by both another sudden series of pistol and rifle shots and the sound of a woman screaming in pain. Bigfoot had prudently dropped. “Good morning, hope it’s going well,” he says in a smooth, low tone. She notices his eyes briefly gaze on her chest as the morning sunlight beams through the window onto her tits. Michelle smiles faintly and pulls up her scoop neck blouse at the neckline. He continues past her and heads to his office. She turns around and steals a quick look at his ass. She looks around and looks out the window briefly to disguise her desire. Michelle exhales and gets back to work. Michelle puts her hair in a. I love to watch a gal being taken by a strong guy. Will you fulfill my dream Darling?" He was asking me, while still fondling my young boobs.I did not know what to answer.I kept silent. He kissed me once again and pulled my hand and once again placed it on his cock. His cock had further shrunk but still felt sticky. I kept fondling it silently. His frank talk made lots of sense to me.He just picked up his phone and spoke to his friend Ron, sleeping in the next room. May be Ron expected this.