"I stand up and as I’m going to the door. "Well, how about i go home." How about i lower your salary."I stop and turn around. We look each other in ...he eyes for a second. Her eyes showed confidence whilst mine showed fear. Pretty wellcovered up fear if i do say so myself. After that nerve wrecking second i walk over there and put myself above her. I get on top of her and insert my dick in her drippingpussy. As i was pounding her i saw a smile on her face. Not the kind of smile that you would. He quicklywent into a shell, like the chocolate in a Smartie.Diana Gilase had dealt many times before with her male customers goinginto a shell when she came around and knew how to get them out of it. Theexcitement her customer had about the dress made her know the shell waslike the one covering the chocolate in a Smartie, brittle. With a smile,she said, "Dear, I have many male customers here. What makes youdifferent from them is your great sense of style and knowing what wouldlook good on. I know some who would revoke my cred-nerd-card for going, but fuck that.’ ‘Wow! I´m flattered you´ll risk your card for me. You speak good English, by the way.’ ‘Thanks. The benefits of doing what my parents would call meaningless things. Like computer-games and music.’ ‘You make music too?’ ‘No, not really. I play keyboards a bit, but I just play-play, nothing serious.’ They got to the bridge and found the backpack still there. They sat for a while and waited for a beaver, which would have. "Nope, I'm not done eating yet," I told her with an evil grin and started munching her again. "Oh god, you're killing me," she moaned as she tried to buck me off. Her pussy was so sweet; I just kept eating and licking. I rammed my tongue into her and she came again.By now we were both sweaty and slippery. Perfect! I sk**ded up to her head and jammed my tongue in her mouth. She grabbed my cock and pulled me into her. It felt like home. Eppie was almost like a wife to me whenever I was in town..