Obviously she already knew what the guy wanted her to do and the general motion was pretty self-explanatory. More often then not she would end up gagg...ng as an over eager man held her head down in hopes of achieving some deep-throat action. By her junior year in high school she was well versed in oral satisfaction and needed no forceful hand to guide her. Now in her late twenties, she found a hand at the back of her head to be an annoyance. However, tonight she didn't mind its presence.With a. I was caught unawares.‘Um let’s see …whenever the need arise’‘And you?’ I asked her, sipping the wine.‘Once in a while when I see something that turns me on’A pause.‘And what do you think about when you masturbate’ she asked me.She’s sly.‘A beautiful girl…like you’ I said looking directly at her. The light was very dim and I couldn’t see her face well but I could have sworn she was blushing.‘Have you ever fucked anyone?’ I asked her.She shook her head. No.‘You?’‘A couple of times’ I. While Marc was paddling out my mind wandered to thoughts of what the two of us would get up to. So, by the time he pulled up next to me, my cock had stirred a little inside the lycra of my speedo.As Marc paddled up to me he sat up on his board (a short board) and we shook hands. We both commented how amazing it felt and we complimented each other on looking pretty darn hot in our speedos. After that it was just like hanging out with my mates surfing.Two hours later we were like old friends.. She was well aware of her accomplishments and personally satisfied by them, but to hear those words from someone in the business world as revered and well-known as Willis Menard humbled her greatly.She had barely composed herself when her intercom rang. It was Slim."Hi, we didn't know you were both taking off for the weekend." He said greeting her."We had to get out for a day or two, and we figured you two wanted alone time." Yes, we had a great weekend too. Her hours are a little crazy as she.