Despite being in her work uniform of a dark grey pencil skirt with a matching jacket, white fitted shirt and black heels, she still cut a stylish figu...e. She was about an inch shorter than me, with long jet-black hair which framed her slightly rounded face beautifully. Her amazingly deep, brown eyes seemed almost too large for such a delicate face. Although the outfit concealed her figure, I could tell she was in very good shape.The Bulleit slipped down easily, we chatted and joked totally at. I laid her on the couch whilst unbuttoning her bra with one hand. I pulled down her pants as she unbuttoned mine then tasted her while her hands were clenched in my hair, before sliding so welcomingly inside her pussy.I managed about three strokes before I blew my load, then panicked. I kept quiet, not wanting her to know I was done, and willed myself to stay hard, cursing myself, and making the situation worse. Think dirty thoughts, anything, fuck surely just thinking about the situation I was. After 10 minutes ‘she said please now eat my cunt’ so I moved down to her pussy I opened her shaved pussy lips and sucked her clitoris with my wet tongue I started circling around her pussy hole and she was in heaven, she became more erotic and said “Oh Arun, oh my god you are the best pussy eater in the whole world, I wish you would eat me everyday”. Within 10 minutes of eating her pussy, she came she grabbed my head and pressed it to her vagina and I kept on sucking her clitoris. Within. He was not pleased to be woken, having just finished getting his column in for the Sunday Post earlier this evening. It was a follow-up piece about the Governor of New Jersey and the half-substantiated rumors of graft swirling around him. Graft and New Jersey – who would have guessed? Right now, Horowitz wanted nothing more than some sleep.He grabbed his cell, the distinctive ring telling him that it was the Post – not the Senior Editor, Dave Abrams, but someone in the office. "What?" he.