She responded to my probing and pressure with more of her own. Her hips started moving back and forth as if she was fucking my tongue or even my whol... face. I would take short breaths between times she was totally wrapped around my face. She was so wet my face probably looked like a glazed doughnut. I feel her starting to cum and redouble my efforts. Concentrating now on her clit I suck it into my mouth and flick my tongue side to side. Her body responds with involuntary shakes and. She looks me dead in the eye and puts her hand on the tent in my pants. She bit her lower lip and unzipped my pants releasing my cock. Her head was in my lap but she didn't do anything for a moment. She started stroking my and asking me everyday questions but in a schoolgirl tone. It was really hot.When my dick was at full attention Stephanie bent down and swallowed it whole. She's gagging hard on my dick and slurping up her spit so we don't make a mess in her car. Then suddenly the road gets. I am rather partial to my mistress because she can fill the two positions at once; when she puts her strap-on harness on I know that I'll be filled in a very delightful way. As a woman she is a very innovative and patient lover; with her penis on she is not only the same loving and tender woman but she an also be rough and tumble man. My lady is able to make my body do things at her whim. We had a job posting on the West Coast together and discovered the glory of outdoor sex. She had me tied to. He and John or John-Boy as Greg and the others call him had met as freshman classmates at Ithaca College in upstate New York during the early 1960s and had remained close friends while attending to their post-graduate studies at Columbia University. For several years they had together been quietly running as a side business a small escort service in Greenwich Village while pursuing their primary careers Greg, as a promising young Wall Street attorney, and John-Boy, as the owner of a.