She raised her hand again, but he caught her by the wrist and pulled her in for another kiss.They continued to kiss with reinvigorated intensity until...they fell back onto the beaten sofa.Debbie was going to clock more overtime tonight.Finally, just after midnight as Jess waited at the front door for her taxi to arrive, Waylon came up from behind and nudged her arm. She turned to find him holding one of her books in his hands, smiling like a dog who had spooked the cat."Oh… um…" she uttered,. Off the books, I offer you a complete wax job in exchange for a set of photos of you. I can take them as soon as you can call me." The note was signed, 'Sharpest Razor.'I sat and dialed."Hello?" Hi, I require some wax. Do you have a camera?" Hi, I wax, we are lucky, and I do have a camera. You better come in. Apartment F3, on the third floor, in the rear, down the hall. Ring the buzzer and say. 'Wax' so I can buzz you in. Take the lift."As I hung up, I realized I was soaking wet and aroused.I. A beautiful, conservative four-door sedan, pretty as a penny. Ol' Alex had some class. I mean, he could have bought any kind of car, I guess. Maybe a Porsche, even -- but he didn't spend that much of his bonus on wheels.Just... enough.Couldn't help but kinda admire the guy. Alex had a nice education, too. Went to Stanford, which had a top-drawer baseball program that he had made even better. Stanford also had a lot more academic pizzazz than, say, the University of Alabama at Birmingham.Now,. Aya takes him all in now, encompassing as much of his length as she can in her mouth. Over and over, she winds her lips up and down. She nudges the tip against her throat before withdrawing his cock, her teeth grazing the taut skin covering his throbbing muscle. Her rosy cheeks go sallow as she sucks hard and slurps hungrily. She moans and hums with delight, her wanton voice reverberating from the bathroom tile. Nathan’s hand wends its way through her wilting hair. He holds her softly, absorbed.