You have really long, elegant fingers ... I saw you and got this really strong image of your hand wrapped around my cock. You know what was interestin... about that?"Sam saw that another portion of the wall was beginning to weaken. She raced to bolster it up, but the demeanor that she showed Max was calm, her breathing even."Not a whole lot. Pretty typical male fantasy, I would guess." A pretty typical female fantasy, too. The thing was that the hand wrapped around my cock was the hand of the. She came to pick me up just like she promised because my car was at the shop. I saw her suppress a gasp when she saw me but pretended not to- playing it as if I didn’t know she was attracted to me. I sat on the passenger seat and hiked up my skirt a little pretending it was accidental, I could smell my own juices and was sure she could too. We got to the house and went inside ‘Jeff’, she called, ‘come down, we have company’. There were sounds of hurried shuffling from upstairs and then he. They both took a drink from their glasses and then stood facing each other. Jack, she knew, was very sexually experienced. He had told her over dinner that he had been married three times and had admitted that he found it difficult in settling into a monogamous relationship. He had had a lot of relationships, mostly with married women. She had asked him why, married women. “Because they are mostly looking for fun and nothing too serious,” he had responded. “Do you think Don will return. “So close, “he rasped. “Want you to come again.” His eyes closed as he tried to remember the seven rules of satisfied customers, but it was too late, to back down now. He leaned even farther forward and braced himself on the window frame above her head. Her hips came up even higher and he was almost fucking vertically down into her. “Fuckfuckfuckfuuuuuuuck.” He opened his eyes just enough to see her grab her tits as she echoed his words and climaxed.He pushed himself up a bit so that she.