I noticed her legs. I wondered about her ass, and then wondered about her pussy on the opposite side too. I couldn't know if she wore a panty beneath....Thoughts of her pussy lying exposed just on the other side of the towel gave my cock an extra kick - not that it needed any."I tried to get it unclogged myself," Her behavior got me even more aroused than the towel. She spoke as though nothing was unusual. She acted like naked men showed up at her door every day."I watched you the other times,". I followed her. She was standing in front of the mirror in the bedroom. I came from back hold her from behind. I bent down below the blouse and kissed her and start licking her. She was losing control.I kissed her on the back and going towards her belly.She moved towards me and hold my head. She started murmuring Ashish Ashish. She was rolling her hands on my hair and ears. I kissed her tummy and start biting her tummy. She was now moaning loudly.She took her hand and put her on the table of. I'm not complaining. It is the best deal in the world for me. Although he says he’s straight, he comes back often. Although a top, he is oddly passive. He lets me use his body as if he were bound. I suck that meaty dick and he sits there with his tattoo-covered arms loose by his side. No sound. No sign he that likes what I’m doing. If I nudge him, he’ll roll over on his knees so I can lick his asshole. When my tongue is tired and his scent is all slurped away, I flip him again and then sit on. Look, can we not fight about this again?" "Okay. I'm sorry, I don't want to fight with you." Not knowing what to say, I said nothing. "Why don't I let you go? I'll give you a call tomorrow or something, okay?" "'Kay," I said, flipping the cover on the cellphone closed and cutting off anything else he might have wanted to say. I set my purse and the phone on the floor, and then arranged a throw pillow against the end of the couch. I curled up on the couch, half leaning and half lying, and turned.