Something that would fit perfectly in my mouth - I thought. I pushed him slowly against the wall and said: "Relax, I want to show you something".While...still on my knees I decided to start running my fingers down his chest while his massive erection was dangling right in front of my face. I didn't touch his dick, I wanted to tempt him a little bit. I would run the hand all the way down and then up again, slowly brushing my fingers from his chest down to his abdomen. Then I moved on and ran one. She turned away from the mirror and spun around in a full turn on her four inch heels, "You like?" Like doesn't even come close to what I'm feeling. Do we have time for a quickie?" I've always got time for you lover, but then I'd have to shower again, redo my hair and makeup and your little quickie would end up making us two hours late. Your choice stud. Say the word and I'll be out of this dress and on my knees in a heartbeat."In her mind she was screaming, "Do it Gary, do it. I'll make it. Suffice to say we were below the average wage mark.Father worked hard, long hours for little pay as mother would stay at home and look after us kids. As we got older, our situation improved, father got promoted and got a huge wage boost. Mother decided that as she was home anyway, she would start a sort of kindergarten in the house. So, with two sets of wages coming in, we were a lot better off than we were when I was young.Every month, dad would put money to the side.“This is for your college. Gemma would never choose something that obvious. "Well..." Look more closely," she suggested. I examined some of the numbers on her belly:... 420513754... "Where does it start?" That would give it away! Keep looking." I followed the spiral with my eyes until the string of numbers dissapeared behind her back. Guessing where they continued on the opposite side, I traced my gaze upward along them... 190587755... Soon my gaze discovered her breasts. I don't normally spend a whole lot of time.