"You want my cock inside you? “I am going to fuck you; but first… you will come for me…”He gently touched my skin with his lips. I was going c...azy; aroused by his whispering and the sensation of his fingers buried deeply inside of me.His lips kissed my neck and then they travelled all over my body.Between my breasts, my stomach. His hands soon followed his mouth, caressing the curve of my waist and the swell of my hips, sliding down and pressing my thighs apart. He paused and then I felt the. "Nice butt," i whispered. I picked up the supplies i need and started back to the office. On the way back, Cheri caught me ."Hey can you help me with something in this storage room?" she asked casually."Yay, no problem" I followed her in and as soon as the door closed she was on her knees, unzipping my pants."I just wanted to suck your cock," she explained with a giggle. She stuffed my half limp cock in her mouth and it started getting harder. "I really just need to swallow some cum before. I might be many things, Simon, but I’m not a cheat.’Simon blinked; not a cheat? Really? But he nodded. ‘Yeah, that’s a good idea. We’re running out of ice, anyway.’Why had he said that? Like having the plastic pineapple tub filled was a priority at this moment.‘Yeah?’ Mandy took off the pineapple lid, peering inside as if it suddenly held within its depths the most fascinating thing in the world. She replaced the top and looked up at him. Licking her tongue around her lips, she said, ‘We don’t. He could still get it up, but it took some time, interest, and help from is wife which she had not want to provide. Ever since Dave had begun to grow older, his wife had lost interest in him, especially in their bed. Sitting alone on his couch, Dave was feeling lonely. He just knew no woman would ever want him again. He could feel himself slipping into the depths of depression. Maybe it wasn't clinical depression, but he certainly was emotionally depressed. After finishing his beer, Dave.