She opened her mouth and let him put the head of his cock in, but keeping him from going any deeper with her tongue. She sucked on it as if it was a l...lly pop. He moved his hand back down to her cunt and rubbed it with his fingers, playing at the entrance of her cunny hole, as if he was going to shove them inside her again. She started moving her hips begging for him to enter, but he remained teasing her. Amanda moved her tongue and The Fisher's cock slid down her throat. The Fisher's. ."With one hand, Nati just wrote. - "Fuck... that was so hot... I'm dripping wet... save it... save it for me." - And then she left the chat. I laughed a bit and figured she had gone to her room to help herself. I decided to go to bed, too, but her words lingered in my mind. ' Save it.'. She was probably just horny out of her mind but, since I was too, I just poured the cum into a glass jar, closed it and shoved it in the freezer.The next day, she confirmed my suspicions and told me she'd. A female assistant stood beside me, a small trolley at her side, loaded with goods. "Sorry, miles away. Is this mine?" "Yes, it is. I just need you to check and sign this..." with these words she bent to take a clipboard off the trolley, her head level with my crotch. "Oh, my goodness!" I looked down. I had been so engrossed in those blue knickers I'd started to harden, and the front of my trousers were tenting! The assistant grabbed the clipboard and stood, face flushed. I tried not to draw. This talk was really turning me on, and I was just as excited as he was about the whole thing. He eventually arranged for me to meet Andy, his work colleague. Andy was gorgeous: young, fit, and very good-looking. We had a few drinks in a local bar, and it soon became clear to Andy just what we were there for. I’d dressed just as Terry wanted, a blouse with no bra, short skirt and stockings, no knickers and high-heeled shoes. In the bar, Andy soon had his hand running up and down my leg, and I.