I pulled his pants down with one swift movement, releasing his hard cock and realizing I had him exactly where I wanted him: in my bed naked, filled w...th lust for my mature body. Our bodies mingled with one another as our passion filled the air, each wanting to absorb the other. I could feel the beads of perspiration cool on the damp skin of my aching tits, as he had pulled them free of my bra, tugging them over the lacey cups of my bra. After appraising them with his famished gaze, he began. So I sipped some juice and then kissed her lips and pushed the juice in to her mouth. She drank it.Then I sprinkled juice on her body and I licked it. She did the same. I dipped my tool in her glass and asked her to lick the juice coated tool. She did it. I then fucked her mouth. I asked her to lick my hole, Suck the tip of my tool. She sucked it with full force. I couldn’t control any more and I discharged my sperm in her thirsty mouth. I then asked her to spit it in to her juice glass. She. A long bony finger points to the digital display indicating I'm in fact 20 pence short. The crafty silent type, overcharging the honest customer by putting in the wrong starting stop. Grinding my teeth, I fish around in my jeans searching for loose change. I slam a 50p coin on the tray, giving the driver a glare. Nonchalantly, he pops the change on the tray along with a ticket and immediately drives off at break neck speed.Once he has reached a continuous speed and I've stopped hanging on to. And no. Look, I don’t date the women I work with. Simply put, I find it unprofessional. So, who then? Old classmates? Perhaps, but had I wanted to date them I would have already asked. So whom do you suggest? Random strangers? Yes, I believe I will ask out a random woman I meet at a coffee shop, completely ignoring her boyfriend ordering a latte in the background. You get my point. We laughed on the phone with one another at the ridiculousness of the moment. Here we were, in the middle of.