“You’ve always been really good at that.” “Thanks, Maz. One tries. Fancy a glass of wine? “Marvellous.” I got up and walked to my kitchen....I was taking a month off after working on location in Singapore for a tv series in which I played a homicidal banker. It was all sharp suits and heels and a lot of blood. I swear Flick Caterham (my agent) gets me work like this deliberately. Anyway, I’d finished the series and was home in my London apartment and Maz was rehearsing for a West End show so, as. I took her hand and put it on the bulge in my pants and said "like this?" She just moaned "oh my god" as I kissed her again and started unbuttoning her blouse and she was unfastening my pants. I had took her top off and was unfastening her bra as she was sliding my pants and underwear down. My hard dick sprung out and I saw her looking down at it and exclaiming again "OMG" as I fondled and sucked her small but firm white tits. She immediately went to her knees and had my black cock in her mouth. “Oh, fuck!” he cried. It felt like a vacuum was attached to his dick. Mrs. Robinson sucked him hard, then tongued his frenulum and wrapped her tongue around the flared edges of his glans. Then, she pulled him deep once again, bobbing her head, sucking, stroking, and twisting her head to the left and right as she slurped on his rock-hard member.Brandon curved his back, held her head as he began to hump his shaft gently into her mouth. Then, he clenched his thighs and felt and involuntary twitch. " I even have a witness to the offer." He should double it just for you walking into the building." He groused."I'll ask him to consider that." We hit a bump and Mokuba spilled coffee on his t-shirt which is when I registered on what my brother was wearing. "Did Father relax the office dress code while I was gone?"He dabbed at the stain with a napkin. "Nah. But I have clothes on the plane." He laughed. "Actually, you have clothes on the plane and I wear your stuff a lot. The pants are still a.