Quickly moving up and down, driving him crazy, I stop at the tip. rolling my tongue around it. softly kissing and suckling on the very tip. I make one...last slow, long suck down his throbbing cock, before I pause for break. My pussy throbbing and aching to feel that cock deep inside. I reach over and grab the bottle of scented oil. I hold the bottle above my chest, squeezing the oil across my breasts and let in run down my body. I turn the bottle over and drizzle a thick coat down the middle of. I had to use the bathroom and went to Jack's parents room down the hall. They a bathroom in there and I thought it would offer a little better privacy. As I pushed the door open to enter the room I saw Mrs. Baker laying face down on the bed. She was bent over the bed with knees on the floor, her ass sticking out. She had a sleep shirt on and nothing else, it was pulled up leaving her ass exposed. I stop for a moment, she was snoring and had a puddle of drool onthe bed by her mouth. I went into. The next three days I was traveling and did not see her. On Friday, I am home working and at 2PM I go to get the mail. She only says “I will see you after work.” I am so horny for the next couple of hours waiting with anticipation. Around 4:30PM, she arrives and within seconds we are all over each other with cloths flying off as we kiss and grope each other. I never gave it much thought but she is cute – short blonde hair, average shape and always a smile. In all the years, I never gave. "Linda snorted and said, "Yeah. Jack said they would be a better fit in a seminary than a construction crew." So, how do they rationalize being so proper with being male dancers and having all those women screaming at them and throwing money at them," Susan asked curiously."I don't know," Linda said. "I don't even know why they're working in construction. They only dance a couple of nights a week and they could triple their income by dancing just a couple of more nights. Jack and Bill pay top.