I feel your hard cock, grinding me, still trapped beneath your pants. I fumble with the buttons and finally managing to pull them down. Your beautiful...cock springs free. Hard. Throbbing. You flash me that smile of yours and move up further. Straddling my shoulders now. Beads of pre-cum pooling at the tip of your cock. Beckoning me to taste you, lick you, suck you. My mouth begins to water. I lick my lips. Your cock rests on my lips. Begging to be taken. I happily obey and open my mouth. You. . ( probably it was her room) Wooww Man, I saw that ass again.. I was so sure that I am going to bang that thing down this evening. She then pushed me on the bed. And removed her gown.. woowww the way she removed it.Moving her hands up exposing her black bra. And her messed up hair.. that scene was such an eye candy for me.. she then came on me while I was on the bed, she then started kissing me on my chest… while her boobies were touching my lower abs, she going up and down giving the feel of. He noted that she’d taken the scrapbook home to read. He figured that she’d now finished the book, and probably was loaded with questions and that she’d been appropriately scandalized by the lifestyle he’d talked about in his press conference a year or so earlier.Dave searched around his desk for her C.V., and then carefully read the document so he understood and could appreciate his new secretary. He wondered whether she’d last very long given what she had probably just learned about the. Occasionally Stella would try to put some moves on me, but I worked my tease moves and pushed her away. A couple months until summer she told me she had a date. "Ok?" I thought thats cool, maybe she'll stop liking me. Lying in bed that night I realized that I LIKE her. I really like her. I like how she plays the guitar, I like the way her breast stretch the black vest she wears. I like the way her ass moves when she runs, I like when she whispers and when she touches my hair. I have never had.