And blue jeans, tight around his...Sarah blushed and stopped that train of thought. She wanted to get her usual, the Super Charlie Burger with Chili F...ies, but she didn't want him to think she was a sow, so instead she got a chicken sandwich and a light salad.Paul told her about the quarterback, and how much of a jerk he was, and how he had stolen Paul's last girlfriend, Penny, and how she'd been a nice girl, but he'd turned her into a whore.She flinched at his strong language. Something in her. I was thinking of her hot legs, high heels and rubbing my cock all over her body. I cleaned myself off by taking a shower and went back to bed. I dropped run off to sleep.About a half an hour later I wake up with Angela laying next to me. She was making me horny, stroking her leg up-and-down on my cock. She was wearing this cute lace teddy. Angela felt so good, I could only smile. We didn't talk at all, just started kissing . Angela breathe harder as I caressed her. my cock getting more aroused. As I continued to eat her, her moans started again. I rose up for a moment so that I could place her legs over my shoulders, then I pulled her tight to my face. Now my tongue was thrusting harder and deeper into her drenching wet pussy. I could tell she was about to orgasm again. As she came the second time I kept my face buried in her until her body stopped writhing.I rose to my knees and we looked at each other. There was pure lust in her eyes. My cock was rock hard but I was still fully. "She looked. There were cooling areas of juice and sweat in a layer over the old wood and cracked varnish. Her natural lube was now oiling decades of wear, and soaking into the fibres where the varnish had worn away."What do you propose I make you do about that, you naughty girl?"She looked at him ashamedly."I'll clean it off, sir." Damned right you will, Miss Rogers. What did I tell you earlier about how to do it?" Sir? Lick it? Really, sir? You won't make me, will you? Please, sir, you.