”I dismissed her worries. “It’s his job to make sure you’re getting the best.” She set off to the washroom. I sat back down. Peter put down ...is glass of $18 ice water. I sat up straight. He had been waiting for this moment.“Gene, what is it you do?” he asked first. Good, I approved of starting at the clear answers.“I’m a draftsman. I work for a small engineering consulting firm,” I answered. “I own a large engineering consulting firm,” he countered. “Why drafting?”“I started in pre-med at. While she was bending over she peeked at her swollen, aching pussy and noticed a trail of her juices leaking out and running down her inner thigh. Slipping a finger inside her wetness almost drove her crazy with passion but she was eager to taste herself before heading out for the day. Her skirt rode up as she got in her car and when pulling out onto the street she noticed the mailman give her a smile, realizing at that point she had inadvertently flashed him. This made her smile and she. Jana's jaw dropped. This was not in character for Vicky at all."Hey Jana, can I borrow those white sandals of yours?" she asked casually. "I don't have any that are slutty enough that match." Why do you want to look slutty?" Jana asked,making an effort not to get angry at the insult to her high-heeled sandals. "I don't want to," she said emotionless. "I just have to dress as slutty as I can. So can I borrow them? My only high heels are black and brown. I may have to dress slutty but there's no. She lowered herself carefully, but hungrily. They kept her hot with a tongue on her clits. A mouth on her lips and mouth on her breasts. She was the center of their attention as they helped her to mount this huge tool.She would lean back then forward. Her own hands stretching down to her pussy. To help it open I guess. She rode up and down slowly, a little at a time a little lower. As wes would kiss her deeply I could hear him asking her things or telling her things. She would just moan out.