She figured he was easily in his mid-50s. However, he seemed friendly, was generally a handsome guy, and spoke enough of her language to ease communic...tion a lot. She figured she'd eat dinner and make up an excuse to leave. She didn't realize she would, but she actually felt embarrassed at the restaurant since it was obvious to anyone who looked that they weren't business associates or friends.In any case, as dinner was coming to a close, she started to work on her exit plan. However, he. “Will, can I use your phone?” he asked.I showed him where the phone was, he pulled out a piece of paper from his folder, and dialled the number.“Muzza,” he said to the person who answered, ‘I’m here at the job site in Lane Cove, and guess what? There’s no fucking bricks or pavers. You said they would be here ready for me to start work on the thirteenth, and there’s nothing here. I’ve got a bunch of brickies hanging around like spare dicks at a wedding, and I’m not happy!”The person at the other. Before I can even protest, his lips are on my neck. Kissing. Licking. Biting. His passionate assault is overwhelming. He knows just the right spots to target to send my head spinning. I’m running my hands all over him. Trying to find what lies beneath. With increasing urgency, I pull at his uniform shirt, trying to keep my focus even though his mouth is still hot on my neck. I toss aside his shirt and begin to work on the t-shirt he always wears underneath but he’s distracting me. His lips on. Nayshaa: Am I still cute to you?Me: ‘Cute’ became ‘sexy’ in a hurry just now.Nayshaa (chuckling): Did it? Is it because of these? (She grabbed her tits over her tight gray tank top and caressed them!)Me: Yes. (I grabbed the bulge in my boxers as I watched her caress herself.)Nayshaa pulled her tank top down exposing one breast as she moaned into the cam and put one arm behind her head, giving me the full unadulterated view of her erect nipple atop her perky tit. She twirled the nipple in her.