“Hi” I said, walking over to him, “Hi” he replied, looking away from the computer and staring at me. I didn’t know what to say next so I sai... nothing; I just stood there, looking at him. He looked back at me and waited for me to say something; I looked over to his window and kept looking at it, too nervous to look back at him. I saw him looking down my top and further down my legs as I stood there. My heart started racing and I looked back at him again, he was still looking down my top and. As he poured, he watched the figure stuck immobile upon the slab, her stomach moving visibly. "She's full now, I'll bet," he muttered. Setting the half empty pitcher in the corner, he removed the tube from its connection on the mask, and headed for the sprayer. The equipment that Mr. Dodds wheeled over to Mandy's motionless side appeared to be a common paint sprayer, and was, except for minor modifications to the spray-gun. It was a contractor type, with one hose to the air compressor, and. While he teased Kitty's stiff clit with one hand, Bill rolled and pinched the stiff bud of her nipple with the other. He felt the beautiful woman moan and writhe beneath him as he tantalized the hot lips of her fleshy cunt with his finger.As her excitement mounted, Kitty lustfully wrapped her fingers around the hard meat of Bill's prick, skimming her hand lovingly up and down over his wildly throbbing cock-shaft."Oh, sweet Jesus!" he panted. "That feels so damn good!"Releasing her tit, he sank. He had been twenty four.But her plans for tonight didn't include meeting any men, just to have a couple of drinks and dancing, not letting her latest failed relationship get to her.Then again, maybe it wouldn't be a bad idea from now on just to bring guys over for a quick, impersonal fuck now and then, nothing more.Marla showered, put in her diaphragm (a force of habit), and dried her hair.She had taken off her jewelry before she had cleaned the house that morning; now as she had gone to brush.