It seemed to act like a magnet to her as she busily soaped and washed it, gently rolling the foreskin back and taking extra care to cleanse that area ...ith one hand. Her other soaped my balls and the gap between my legs.Distracting in the extreme though this attention was I paid attention to washing her front, working down to the folds, slipping one finger in and out a few times and then moving on to the slight gap between her legs.With all this attention, we were breathing heavily and our. She answered the call. It was him. He was at work but could they see each other for a drink in an hour? Em said “Yes. But let’s make it my room. The bar here will probably shut when the restaurant does, and I’m its only diner.” The voice on the other end of the phone was familiar in all sorts of ways but older (it was nearly 15 years older) said, “Oh, OK. We’ll say nine-thirty. I’ll leave things to the crew tonight.” He was a journalist and ran the local paper. She’d given a story to one of. She didn’t notice me for a few moments, lifting her legs to remove her shoes whilst at the same time looking at her phone screen which is pretty difficult even when sober and she nearly fell. She continued watching the screen and giggled, then looked to the bed and noticed me. Her phone slipped out of her hand onto the bed, her glazed eyes opening in shock, just for a moment, then smiled and slurred “ Sorry darling I’ve had a few drinks with the girls tonight I’m a little bit tipsy” and. I continued to flick my tongue over her swollen clit, the intensity of the moment hits her like a train. She moaned feeling a numbness over come her , she instinctively moved her hips closer to me, she became breathless as she felt a release. As she tried to catch her breath, I moved away for a second, stood up and slide down my boxer shorts. She looked down to meet my ready cock and instantly open her legs , inviting me in.I found her clit and teased her opening with the head of my hard cock..