This didn’t surprise us. All the workers in my department were informed a few weeks prior about the possibility of down time. Like everyone else on ...y line, I grabbed my jacket and made my way home. It saddened me that I wouldn’t make as much money this week, but at least I’d be able to spend a few extra hours with my girlfriend. I thought that maybe if I bought her something nice as a surprise then perhaps I’d get lucky when I got home. It was worth a shot. I lived in Allen Park at the time. That he had to see me naked to be fair. I started weeping…He pulled my shirt up above my head and bent down to look at my chest close up. He moved my bra aside and started to kiss and lick my nipples. I got a shooting sensation down below. My nipples got so hard he was flicking them with the tip of his tongue. I needed to get out of this situation before it got worse but there was nothing I could do. I was right where I was supposed to be for the next few hours. After a bit I started to feel. I had no idea, but she was multi-orgasmic and the hits just kept on cumin! When she had enough, she moved off the loveseat and sat me down on it, giving me a few strokes had he hard once again. She knelt on the loveseat and hovered over my lap, grasping my cock and placing it against her lips where she slid it back and forth in her wetness, then sank down on it driving it to the hilt. We both gasped in unison as it hit bottom and she didn’t miss a beat as she began a slow glide up and down. “Your sex juice is a love potion to me and the more I drink, the more I will love you” I whispered to her, implanting my suggestion forever I thought. My penis was throbbing and begging for relief. Judy lay sprawled out panting, on her bed; both of us sweaty and overheated, Judy’s musk filled my senses inflaming me more. Every breath smelled of her, Judy’s wetness dampening my upper lip and lingering on my taste buds. “My man-juice makes you sexy,” my voice was echoing in my own head as.