"Oops. I guess they don't sew buttons on as well as they used to," she giggled out as she popped one button after another off of Pixie' s new dress. "... hope you kept the receipt. And what is this? Another little bag of pixie dust. We will have to be careful with this because we know how it makes things swell up. Like that puppy picture perhaps." "No, Onion stole the rest of that bag so he could blame his big picture on me," Pixie interjected. "Well I can't take the risk that you have ground. I bit my lip, my nipples hardened and became swollen as I contemplated whether he might approach me or whether I should approach him.He looked at me as I sat nursing my drink, and our eyes met. My heart started pounding. His dark eyes bored questioningly into mine as he disrobed me visually and without a trace of shame. His full lips smiled, and I could almost see him salivate.I smiled back and slightly nodded my head as I raised my glass in a silent toast to him. I was melting inside, and my. Before I married Lori, I had many girlfriends. One of my girlfriends was such an accomplished cocksucker that she could take my whole prick in her mouth and tongue my balls at the same time. My wife Lori sucked my cock, but she couldn't or wouldn't deepthroat me.My life changed the night I complained about Lori's oral skills during a blowjob. She immediately stopped sucking and told me, "You've got a lot of nerve." "Have you ever sucked a dick?" "Do you think it's easy to get a prick all the. Dianna moved closer. ‘Oh! Annhh! Miss Conklin! Yes! Yes!’ a female voice wailed. Shocked, Dianna realized she was hearing Lisa’s voice! Her heart pounding, she moved closer to the door and tried to look in. She could see Miss Conklin’s desk through a gap in the shade. Lisa Dutille, totally naked, was lying on the desk and her hands were pulling at her large, rosy-tipped breasts and the rigid nipples that capped them. Miss Conklin’s head was between Lisa’s legs. ‘More! More!’ the petite brunette.