“You’re driving me crazy today. I think you’re doing it on purpose.”“Maybe so,” I responded with a smirk.“First you made me watch you f...ck another woman. And I ended up touching myself while you did it.”“I didn’t make you do anything. You called me. You could have disconnected.”“I couldn’t,” she said. “I was jealous and wet and I had to see what happened.”“That was your choice.”“Then you show up at the airport when I’m with my family. You ignore me. My heart is racing the whole time. .yaaaa. Keep itt going..ohhh yaaaaaa.All her moans turned me on more and I kept both my arms on her ass and buried my face between her legs, a little of her hairs were getting in my way when I started to lick her pussy, I adjusted to it and started to lick her outer walls, slowly I made my way in, her hands were on my head pushing me more deeper.Then she fell on the couch behind and spread her legs as wide as possible and I had a clear view on her pussy, I wasted no time and went back to. Whenever I left Steve’s room, my panties were always drenched. There was something about him that always turned me on. I don’t know what it was, but many times after I left his room, I wanted to go to the bathroom and rub my throbbing clit, until I came. In fact, when I got off work, I always went home and got off thinking about him. About 1:30 am, Steve’s call light went off. I was sitting at the desk with another RN, reading a journal. Looking over at her, I told her I would be back. She. Come for me. You are my good girl. My beautiful girl,’ until your shuddering abates and I slowly release my pressure on your back. You catch your breath for a moment then you twist away playfully, giggling and grabbing my hand. You pull me into the house – into the big old formal living room with its high ceilings and dark casements. The soft late afternoon light filters through the drapes and cascades across the rugs. The clock sits unwound on the tall mantle – stopped so it doesn’t act as a.