Ready to be laid! And, he could hardly wait, as he stroked and massaged the moist warmth of her cunt through the thin nylon barrier of her panties."Oh... Gabe... n-no... we mustn't..." she gasped, but in his highly aroused state, there was no stopping him, as with a boldness born of desperate need, he reached up for the elastic band at her waist and pulled her panties down over her curvaceous hips and thighs. Again, her voice told him no but her actions said plainly yes. He hadn't had to work. ”“Well, as you say, nothing’s going to happen right away. That gives me a little time to prepare, though not as much as I thought if you’re going to go ahead and tell Bill about us.”“What sort of preparations do you mean?”“I consult for restaurants, hotel chains, private clubs, functions, and individual clients. With the possible exception of restaurants — small, independent establishments can’t really afford me anymore; if I take those jobs at all, I charge reduced rates, and it’s only because. I slipped my arm around Beth as she slowly stroked my cock. I pulled Beth close, and she didn’t resist. She put her head on my shoulder. I took a chance and slid my other hand up to cup her breasts. I knew Emily could not see what I was doing because Greg had her lying on her back as he nibbled on her tits. Beth looked up at me and smiled. She took my hand and moved it off her breast. I thought Beth was telling me no until she slipped my hand under her retro K. D. Lang T-shirt. She was wearing. On the downside, Jake never lasts very long, but I have been blowing him twice a week long enough now to read his signals. He shifts his ass slightly in the chair and spreads his legs even wider. I now have a choice. Do I slow down and prolong this delightfully hot blow-job, or do I speed up and receive the delicious reward right away. On this day I choose the latter.Stroking my own cock with even more gusto, I spit in my left hand and begin working it in circles over the shaft of Jake’s cock.