As she moved ever closer, she looked like a runway model placing one foot exactly in line with the other swinging her hips like they were a pendulum. ... admired her legs, as the high heels pushed up and accented her calves, and the sheer black stocking material clung to every shapely curve.When she got to the bed, she leaned forward and placed a hand on my crotch and my now semi-erect penis. She pulled out a smoky bedroom voice and asked, "Need any help with that?"She giggled at the notion that. 'Hmm, let me see. Could be wrong, of course, but I'd say you were prick-teasing the poor guy ... again.''He was staring at my legs instead of working, you mean?''Yeah. And who can blame him?' My hand falls to her silky thigh as I say this and I softly stroke it. (With Simon, it's 'look don't touch' as regards Natasha Reeves but me, I can get busy with her any time I like. Another perk of being the boss. Course, Simon knows I'm fucking Tash on a regular basis, which only makes it more. “I’m gonna go out on a limb, Vivian. I think you get off on the idea of an overheated, horny worker having his way with you. I think you’d respond quite favourably to a calloused smack on that sweetly toned ass. I’ll even bet that you’d like a couple of holes filled, along with some routine maintenance. But first we need to secure the worksite.” Rubbing his pussy-soaked fingers around in my mouth, he led me to the sofa in the adjacent living room, where I had left some bike repair crap strewn. "yeah, u?" he replied. "yup, so lets get right to it." he grinned and slid of his pants and boxers, revealing his erection. a slide of my panties and Ethan said, "holy shit Ann! you didnt tell me your body was this hot!" i laughed as he spread my legs apart. he licked his finger and rubbed my clit. " ooooh" i moaned. he replaced his fingers with his tongue and spread my pussy lips. he plunged his tongue into my wet vagina. " so hot and wet" he grumbled while his whole mouth sucked my pussy..