"Sure, if you'd like to," I replied.He leaned down and placed his big tongue on my nipple and started licking it. While he did, he slipped his semi-er...ct cock up inside my shorts and I felt it rub against my clitty dick through my sexy little thong panty."Oh, god, you're so fucking hot, Chuck," I said. "How many girls did you fuck on your route last summer?" Only a couple," he said. "But none of them sucked cock as good as you do. You should be a professional, Courtney." And you should be a. Dear Lord, I wanted to be inside of her.“I don’t know how cute I can look drenched in sweat like this.” She grabbed her towel off the rack and began to dry her face and stomach. My gaze lingered a beat too long. “Something on your mind, son?”“No I just...” She turned her back to me before bending over to grab some dumbbells, showing me a bubbly full moon. My God, what a lovely ass. “ ... I’m just amazed is all...” She paused again, glancing over her shoulder with the same funny look. Our eyes. This was to be our private little morning fuck.Oh my, this woman could hump!Up and down and up and down and up and down, her small breasts jiggling rhythmically. I grabbed at them then gently rubbed them between my fingers like I was making the universal gesture for money. The little nubs at her breasts' peaks engorged and hardened. I could see Bronwen's eyes closing with pleasure. I pressed harder. She squeezed my cock almost in sync with my squeezing. She bit her lip; I could tell she was in. Not as big as my T.V. fantasy lover, the gentleman standing in the small foyer to my office was of an undeterminable age and appeared to be even more chiseled, nearly gaunt. However, his huge shoulders and trim waist were clearly evident, even under the suit and tie he wore. Unfortunately, I wasn’t too coy about giving him a look up and down. Seeing the head set on he assumed that I was on the phone and casually sat down at one of the two padded chairs that occupy the front of the reception.