But fuck the hubby is here....time passes by but with the teaseings back and forth all I could wonder is how bad I want to touch her body . kiss her b...dy . taste her body take her body...(now its almost midnight and the hubby walks up to her and tells her he has to give everyone a ride home and while he was gone to show me around the house to make my self comforble . so she does as she was told and we walk into the house and she shows me each room and she takes me to the guest room where I will. .' Dropping to my knees I unzipped Charlie's pants and fished his flaccid penis out. Charlie said '...stroke it slowly and slip your lips over my dick head and start sucking me good and hard. Remember no teeth is to touch my dick...' I pumped Charlie's penis twice as it grew hard and than slipped my lips over his penile glans and started to suck him with all my might. Charlie placed his hand on the top of my head and moaned softly '...yeah that's it suck dicks just like that and you'll be. But Vanessa was smarter and more devious than the school sluts who dressed in 'fuck-me' short skirts and tight blouses. Vanessa used poise, clothing, a touch of make-up and, most of all, body language to hint, not declare, that a paradise of passion was possible. So young and so clever, not wise but perceptive was Vanessa who understood that neediness was at the heart of male sexuality."Feed the need but leave it unsatisfied" could have been her motto, it was certainly her modus operandi. What. Her name was Terri. She was blonde, 45-50 and cute, but mainly we we're meeting up to discuss our companies collaborating. The restaurant was pretty fancy and it was said that celebrities show up there from time to time.We were seating in a nice booth and had just ordered some wine when the waiter came up to us and said there had been a mix up with the seating. He asked us to follow him as he lead us to our new table in the corner. The new table was small and circular and had a long black.