His fingers played casually with the hard bud of her clitoris, rubbing it faster and harder with each second. She moaned under his touch and raised he... hips forward so that he could have even greater access to her moist, aching vagina."I can't stand it," she moaned. "You're driving me wild!"She lifted her face from the bed and her tongue began to trace a pattern down his chest and belly, nibbling gently at the taut skin until her mouth closed down like a warm glove over his thick, pulsing. “Yes,” Joy replied. “It's just that you’re getting me all worked up.”Angie moved away from Joy’s erogenous zone, but only briefly.“Just relax,” Angie said. “It’s perfectly okay to get a little worked up. You simply need a little release.”Angie returned to Joy's inner thighs and applied more oil. This time, she pushed her fingers closer and closer to Joy's vagina. As she gingerly slipped a finger alongside Joy’s vagina, Joy trembled. Joy arched her buttocks off the bed and hummed.“That feels. I was on the phone with a client helping him with a payment when they strutted in. Both were bleach blondes wearing their short skirts and tank-tops like it was the boardwalk.As I listened to my customer's payment information, they sat in the chairs across from me. One of them caught my eye as she looked remarkably like a former girlfriend. We had been together on and off over the years because she loved to fuck anywhere, and I never could resist her. Unfortunately, her love of fucking. Her hints now weren'trestricted to body language but were coming out in remarks about his body.She reached over and kissed him on the neck then she whispered, "Come on,"as she twirled a strand of his hair between her fingers. "Let's go back tomy place."Paul smiled at that but he hesitated."Don't worry. I've got protection."He let her pull him from the stool she threw some bills on the counter tocover their drinks before allowing Laura to drag him out of the door. Sheopened the door of the taxi.