As I briefly glance up, I notice her smile. No doubt she has caught me examining the wonderfully cramped hole my cock is filling. Her rhythmic gyratio...s continue to massage the deeply buried cock, then evolves into long driving strokes. Along my exposed shank is a glaze of creamy lather which thickens as she works my steely cock. The curdled emulsion signifies the fertility of her menstrual cycle and explains why she is craving the deep penetration. I grab her shoulders in an attempt to slowly. ” The comment made her smile, at least. Dropping my hands I exhaled and began to stand. I needed a cigarette. Scratch that, I needed a joint, a big fatty. She caught my fingers as I rose to my feet, my fingers twining around hers. Holding her hand, it felt like nothing and everything at the same time. Grasping her fingers with a bit too much strength, I felt my nails dig into her palm. I heard her take in a quick breath, pulling her up, it was hard not to notice how small she could appear. . ’ I was so shocked I didn’t say a word, I just handed him a twenty. He pushed my hand back. ‘Already have my tip.’ He grinned at me. ‘Lucky man.’ He walked out of the room with a noticeable bulge in his pants. I turned toward Aliana. ‘What the hell are you doing?’ ‘I don’t excite you anymore.’ ‘That’s bullshit! What do you think I was trying to do out there?’ I practically yelled as I pointed at the open balcony door. ‘What’s this all about? You’ve never acted this way before, standing outside. She said she was at the office and I could come anytime to get it. She said she wanted to use it Friday night and this was Wednesday. She said the parts came in this morning. I hopped in my truck and drove over to pick it up. I went inside and sat down in Patricia’s office and asked her if she had calmed down any. She said she had and handed me the keys. As I was getting up to leave, she asked if I knew anyone who would be interested in being their chauffeur for Friday night. I looked into her.