He pull his pants off releasing his aching cock and pushed deep in her throat. She relaxed her throat and accepted all of his cock in her mouth until ...e pressed his balls on her chin with her nose mashed against his pelvic. She held in place breathing through her nose. He grabbed her hair with both hands and worked her head on and off his pulsing cock. She felt his cock swelling and moaned to cause a pleasurable vibration on his cock head. He moaned pushed deep in her throat and held while he. It was almost like someone sliding their fingernail up her back.It didn't quite tickle, but it felt odd, none-the-less. Then it was gone. Then just as suddenly, it was back, but now across her front and there were two of them. The twin tickle-tingle began just above her pubic bone and slowly drifted upward. As it passed her navel, it split into two tracks, each of which continued upward toward her breasts. She shivered as they climbed the mound of her breasts. A silent moan escaped her. He wore only skimpy, sexy,uniforms, usually what was known as a French Maid outfit. Thisincluded a low cut dress with a short, fluffy skirt in variouscolors, fishnet hose, colored lace undies and very high, spikeheeled shoes. She even did the shopping in this getup.Evenings she worked at the topless bar down the street. Here shewaited tables wearing only skyscraper heels and a thong. Whenshe was not waitressing, she worked on stage or in one of thedancer cages suspended high above the dance. Frank’s cock seemingly remained stiff and hard forever. Ready to plunge and stab repeatedly into the soft depths of her inviting mouth, and her yearning cunt, without so much as a moment’s rest, even after spurting a salvo of sperm either on or inside Monica’s body. But last night, something must have been weighing on his mind. He only fucked her once, and it didn’t last long at all. This wasn’t the norm Monica had grown accustom to. Admittedly so, through the ten years they’ve spent together.