...how long have I dreamt of this moment. You take you time. using your mouth and both hands sucking me like the pro you are. i grab the back of your ...ead forcing my cock as deep as you can take it.. Before long - I've been hard most of the day watching you, my cock twitches and fills you mouth with cum, like the good girl you are, you swallow it down. licking your lips and sucking me dry. Looking up smiling at me you ' show time' stand up, gather up the bags and head to the bathroom. I pull. It was the same scent that her mother used. She had great hands. Strong and soft at the same time. She kneeded my back and then my arms. Then she shifed to my feet and started working up my legs. Her touch was electric. Occasionally her hands would reach under the towel but they always pulled back before she went too far.“how are you enjoying the massage?” she asked“You have quite the touch” I replied. “My only disappointment is that I can’t watch you work from this position”.“Well, we. Maybe it was the wine, maybe the heat of the sun, but somehow it seemed natural for our discussions to move to our personal situations. She talked about her ex-boyfriend, from whom she had parted six months ago after living together during her last two years at college. I talked openly about how my marriage was rebuilding and the difficulties we had been through, and mentioned that if she had found me a bit cold towards her when she was up helping us, it was actually because I was very. She dropped the half smoked cigarette onto the pavement and stamped it out with her red stiletto shoe. Pealing herself from the wall she wiggled her hips and pulled downwards on her obscenely short skirt, to little effect. Nothing much was left to the imagination but hey, that's what the customers liked. He saw her move his way and his mouth went suddenly dry. His heart beat faster as she sauntered across the empty road, her eyes never leaving his. Her tight black mini skirt hugged her slim.