And..." her pause in speech was interrupted by a sucking sound. "And I taste yummy." The sound of Jon's breathing reached Sam's ear. "My finger is dip...ing into me right now. Ooooh God," she exclaimed. Her moans continued as she continued to insert a finger into herself. Over and over again she massaged her g-spot. "That sounds really yummy, Sammy," Jon breathed. "I'm holding my head in my hand and slowly stroking it up and down. I'm taking the cum around my head and pulling it down over the. I could smell his heavenly scent before he even made it into my front door. I can't remember the name of his cologne, but one whiff was all it ever took to make me fall unto his spell. As he wrapped his strong arms around my waist, I wrapped mine around his neck and we greeted eachother with a kiss. It was very passionate. It always was. I never, ever had a problem giving anything and everything I was to that man, and I do mean EVERYTHING. I watched his from behind as he sauntered his. He was a very successful business man with a beautiful wife and 2 grown daughters. He came out as I was working in the back yard I could tell by the look on his face he was really pissed off. As he approached he started screaming "What the hell don't you know what to cut and what not to?" I was standing like a statue caught off guard "Answer me!!!!!!!!!" I looked at him "I am sorry but I don't know what you are talking about Mr. Smith" "You must be an idiot follow me and I will show you" I. ”“The particulars are that you’re a storage clerk,” the man said. “You’ll make $8.50 an hour or you can trot on home. And if you keep working here keep your eyes off my daughter. You’re not in her league.”Phil purposefully leaned around the man to glance in the direction of the scantily clad woman. The guy was right: he wasn’t in her league – he was about three steps above it.“I have a copy of my contract here,” Phil said. “I get paid $15 an hour. If I trot myself back home, you will still pay.