After a good five minutes I moved my left hand from Ansar’s hair down to the lump in his jeans, as I rubbed him with the back of my hand he let out ... gasp, he turned me to face him and kissed me ever so gently on my lips.Asan stood up and lifted my skirt up, his fingers roamed up the inside of my thigh as I parted them, he slid under the elastic of my knicker leg and straight on to my clitoris, I opened my thighs to allow him as much access as he needed, God I was so wet. Unlike other people he. . damaged. Yeah I know," she interrupted. "That's bullshit. Just tell me that you liked the show, that you noticed." All right," I conceded. "From the time you stopped posing to the time you put on your clothes, I noticed. You're a much sexier clothes-putter-on-er, than you are as a pin-up model. Although..." I let it dangle in mid-air."Although... ?" she prompted."Although we don't have time to get into that. We're trying to get to the airport with our trusty canine companion by 0930. We have. We should be there in about twenty minutes or so." Mike said."We who is we?" I asked. There was a too long pause."He said to tell you that it was Irish," Mike said. "Now I have to go. The bags are coming out." I knew that he really said it, so I wouldn't ask more questions.I never had lunch before three, so I just made more coffee. Since I drank coffee all day long, the pot was always on. While I waited for the two new men in my life to show, I reran the security camera files. Nothing happened. Taking in every inch of her body. Fred saw something between her legs that took him a few seconds to register. No Hair! Betty had shaved her pussy. Betty was staring at Fred’s huge cock. Wilma had told Betty about Fred’s tool over the years, but now that it was in front of her she found herself being drawn to it. She dropped down to her knees and ran her hands all over Fred’s enormous tool.“I have dreamed about sucking your cock ever sense Wilma first told me how big it was after the first time.