His fingers ran through my hair and grabbed hold. He held my head as if it were a fleshlite, guiding me down onto his cock. The tip slid in then more ...nd more inches. I gagged hard as my chin pressed against his balls. He worked my head and his hips with ease, fluently fucking my face. My gags and choking sounds were met with moans and groans of pleasure from him. Spit dripped in big globs off his cock and balls as well as my chin. He pulled me back and lifted me up. Once again passionately. Well, there are no bankers like you in France. None!"She took them through the papers and explained them. In minutes they were all signed. Finally, Cindy took out the check, signed it and gave it to them. She smiled and said, "In a short time, I'll be back to see you. I'll want you to think about using Chicago Trust Company as your bank. I hope you'll give us serious consideration."This time the Legrands were just wide-eyed. "Do you mean ... Chicago Trust Company would like us as ... as. “Great! Now go make me proud!” Jess watched as the house door closed behind him.“Think he’ll do it?” I asked her. Jess considered.“Yes,” she said after a moment’s reflection. “Yes, I do.”Jess, Amelia, and I were all dropped off at our house. Amelia and I went inside but Jess stopped and turned to Phil who was waiting beside the car politely before leaving.She leaned in without a word and pressed her naked body against him. He was too startled to react as she grabbed his head and kissed him. He. He would like this. She better follow through with some wax to make sure all the hair was gone. Once this was done, she abated the stinging with some lotion. She inspected herself in the mirror, covering her face with her hands, embarrassed at the sight of her own clit, sticking out, asking for attention. She gave it a little rub, which sent jolts of pleasure through her. She stopped, feeling it was wrong to pleasure herself, as if it might somehow stop her from giving her all to her husband..