He had the pervert expression all the time, talking as he slowly massaged my pussy, teasing my clitoris, his fingers were getting very wet and I was f...eling pleasure being his fingering slut under the booth. The dirty questions continued, asking me If i was a slut, he even asked me if I was a prostitute looking for clients. I jokingly said no and told him I like being easy girl for horny perverts like him. All this time I caressed his cock over his pants that was very hard, I could feel.I. When Murray Allen called me back then, telling me he was poaching you from me, getting you back at the university, I told him that he owed me, big time. I think he’s now starting to repay that debt, hooking me up with you again for this internet project.”“Well, if we are going to implement an Internet architecture for the State Government,” Jim said, “why not go with Australia’s internet expert?”“Well, I wouldn’t go quite that far, Jim,” I said. “I’m not really into blowing my own. He dropped his head to my shoulder, never taking his hands off of me. ‘Lizzie, I need you in my bed now,’ he said softly as he started kissing my collar bone. I shuttered as my jacket fell away, exposing the rest of the indecent little nightgown that hardly covered my chest. I noticed too late that the straps had already fallen down and my nipples were very close to being exposed. Eric looked down and moaned, grabbing my ass tighter as he buried his face in my exposed cleavage. My mind was. The weekend rolled around, and off we went. After the gig, we went back. It was quite late, and we were already quite drunk, but we had a few more drinks anyway.We were on the couch and my girlfriend was lying on me – face up – with her head in my lap, while her friend was sitting on another chair. As we were talking, I was running my hand along her stomach, rubbing nonchalantly, when I noticed her friend’s eyes following my hand. So I pushed my hand further up and onto my girlfriend’s chest,.