I moaned when I felt Lance bury his head in the crook of my neck and plant kiss after kiss on my shoulders and higher on my neck. My moans grew in int...nsity when I felt him sucking hard... obviously determined to mark me. I didn't give a shit... I just wanted more... more... more.He turned me toward him and lowered his lips to mine. I had my mouth wide open, waiting, before his lips even made contact. He kissed me, hard, and my hips automatically started hard fuck motions that drove my pussy. He gave her feather-light kisses along her face, chin and neck as she tried to regain control of her breathing. She was aware that he was still unfulfilled; the crotch of his jeans was tented. His cock twitched as she laid a hand upon his crotch, looked into his deep brown eyes and whispered, "Take me to bed." Gladly," he replied. He stood up and lifted her into his arms, intending to carry her to the bedroom. "What? ... Put me down, I'm too heavy to carry!" she protested. He ignored her pleas. “well,” he said, “it was more of an accidental click that anything else but I was sure glad I did… I had a great weekend watching all those videos. Your wife is a dirty girl.” He said.I felt my cock twitch, fuck, was he actually going to be into it? “thanks, yeah shes a lot of fun… so you liked the videos then?” I asked.“oh yeah, I jacked off 6 or 7 times yesterday watching her.” He said with a big smile on his face.My nerves now settling, I laughed, “well good im glad you enjoyed her.”He. That would encourage people to get regular weekly or biweekly service.Chuck took an hour on the computer to produce a snappy flyer announcing his service. After checking his bank balance, he took a floppy disk with the file on it to the copy shop and had a dozen copies printed on card stock. He figured the heavy weight paper would last longer, stuck to a telephone pole. Then he drove to the garden store to look for a new lawn mower. His dad's mower had been serviceable, but it was aging and.