She ran her tongue over her lips ."I liked it," she said.Karissa was definitely moving close to me now. The hand that had been playing with her clothe... inched towards my bare leg poking out from beneath the robe."You did?" I said. I wasn't listening to myself anymore. I was watching her lips."I did."We both watched as her hand made contact with my leg. It was almost a comforting, friendly gesture. But we both knew there was more to it than that. She had leaned over closer to my face when I. John’s hand eventually came upon the back of her head and he nudged his groin forward; not that there was anywhere to go. He pulled back and started to fuck her throat with gentle strokes; savouring the passage of his cock as it slid down her throat. Emily was pushing her face onto him with a lot more urgency, and John was in no state to hold back the sudden release that was making itself known to him.John let out a groan and held Emily still as he ejaculated into her willing mouth. His only. Where was that American oaf? He was far too independent and undisciplined. Despite the fact that they had fulfilled their contracts successfully, he was uneasy about working with what he regarded as a not-too-bright amateur. Perhaps next year he would seek another partner.At last the elevator door opened and the muscular blonde ambled down the hall. They met just outside the Cameron apartment. Hans pressed himself flat against the wall where he would not be visible from inside the apartment and. ”“They might,” he admits. “In that case, they'll see a woman being pleasured as she's never been pleasured before.”He pushes her jeans down over her hips, leaving the chaps intact on her thighs, and the air-conditioned air brushing over her bald pussy lips raises chill bumps.“Bend over,” he commands. “Spread your ass cheeks for me.”Without even really knowing why, she obeys him and opens her most private of parts to his examination. He bends down, and she feels his breath against her ass. His.