He was still stroking, I could hear the rubbing of his flesh. But now that he was at my lips, I could smell him… that sweet musky fragrance filled m... nose and it had me sighing. His hand aided in him drawing his sticky cock back and forth on my lips, painting them with is pre. My lips parted out of need to taste him, and I heard him laugh softly. ‘You’re so eager.’ he said, his hips pressing forward just enough to place himself between my lips. ‘Is this what you want?’ he asked. My eyes slowly. As we eventually retreated, I kept my thoughts to myself.“Intense. Thank you,” Craig uttered. It was almost an off-handed way of dealing with it. He didn’t look me in the eye. I felt almost nonexistent to him. But, I also didn’t feel the need to use his appreciation as validation. Is he too nonchalant? “Amos,” he started. He waited until my eyes met his again. “Amos, thank you.” With that, I turned on the television.I found some football and turned back to my drink. Craig was awake. I gently pushed Elaine to a sitting position on the meeting room table and she obliged by pulling the grey dress over her thighs. We kissed for what felt like minutes and I worked my fingers into her panties and felt the pressure of her tights as my fingers worked her wet labia.Elaine used her hands to push my two fingers deep into her vagina. Her juices felt slick against me as I worked my fingers in and out. Elaine unzipped my suit trousers and my cock sprang out. I almost came there and then. He says he can feel my heartbeat like a little bird. I feel like a little bird, protected and kept by a stronger force. Completely submissive. I kiss and nuzzle his chest and sing my little song. (Im in heaven with my boyfreind, My lovely boyfreind) He runs his fingers through my hair and tells me im pretty.I move down, and he spreads his legs and takes his football shorts off. There before is my lovely mans cock. I nuzzle into his musky pubes, sniffing his scent. He holds my head in his hands.