'He's going to pull of my wig!' I thought to myself. Just then he leaned down to whisper, "If you tilt your head back like this, you won't gag on it... Justin." 'What did he just call me?' I asked myself, and began to pull off of his cock. I looked up at his face, and he started to chuckle. "Yes, I know about you, Justine. But you are so fucking hot dressed this way, I don't care. In fact, I like you more like this." My mind was racing and I couldn't think. Here I was, on my knees having. I’m too high up and there is only the tip of his cock inside me. Helpfully, he lifts his hips ever so slightly and gently moves in and out as my tongue forces its way into his mouth. He is so amazingly warm and I can just hope my pussy is similarly warm for him. Then I lift my knees slightly giving a slight angle to my hips and exposing my pussy some more. His cock, hard and thick as ever takes full advantage. I move down a further inch or so and feel my sodden pussy welcome him further into. It rubbed against my little bum hole causing me to shiver and bite my lip little mewing noises escaped from my throat, responding to my body Simon began to rub circles around it with the tip of his cock, spreading the pre cum juices that he had leaked in excitement all around it. Even these small movements were driving me crazy. I reached down and spread my bum cheeks a little more so that he had better access. All shyness had now left my body, in response to having more access to my little. ‘If that erection is anything to go by, you’ve been going crazy with anticipation all day!’ ‘You’re not kidding,‘ cringed Simon. ‘I’ve thought about nothing but those tits. I’m a walking erection. Look!’ He gestured unnecessarily at his conspicuously tented groin. ‘Do you have any idea how difficult it is to keep one of these things discreet?’ ‘We can’t have you meeting Jess in that state,’ fussed Emma. ‘You’ll go off like a fire hydrant the moment you meet. Where’s the date?’ ‘At the apartment.