. . its much easier to play with you this way. Ragnar eased a large hand up her skirt, the tear made for easy access. Astrid gasped as he carelessly s...id a hand up her smooth thigh, still walking all the while. Astrid did not know what to do. Her whole body tensed at his touch, she felt the need to flee, and yet the feeling of his hands on her bare flesh made her feel too paralyzed to do much of anything. Ragnar smiled, she truly was a virgin. What, doesnt it feel good? He asked with a smile.. The customers think they are the reason my panties are moist. I just smile knowing that I’m rubbing my stud husband’s cum on them while they pay for it! (But that’s another story!) Sometimes Gibson works late which means we miss our chance for a quickie before I leave. I know it frustrates him when we literally pass each other in the street heading in opposite directions. Yesterday, I was running the hot water for the tub to get ready for work, and I knew if Gibson got home right when I got out. "Best check that I?m tidy" I thought.I looked down to make sure that my stockings are straight. Yes, they're fine. My skirt does, just cover the lacy tops at the front and back, but I reach down and tighten the four, red suspenders until they?re taut, just to be sure. As long as I don't bend or try to run (fat chance in these 4? heels), I?ll look vaguely respectable. My blouse is not, I think, too transparent. Sure my bright red, lacy, half-cup bra is clearly visible, but my budding,. ‘Feels good.’, I said, ‘I like how your hands feel holding me’. Slowly she kissed her way from my neck, to my chest, to my stomch and finally, kneeling again in front of me. Looking into my eyes, she rubbed my shiny cock head with her tongue. ‘Ummm I can taste you and me on there. Tastes good’, she said and then took the hardness into her mouth. She bobbed her mouth on my cock, again running fabulous circles with her tongue – if I didn’t get hard without her help I was sure she could make it.