Eleven months later we were burned out. The police ruled it arson. Fortunately our insurance company paid us. Rather than rebuild, we sold the propert... and rebuilt the club in the top two floors of Carlos’ building in the financial district. Better security availability for members during the day. Why am I doing this amount of back story detail here, because it is part of the journey. It shows the maturing relationship between Carlos and me that came from working closely together toward our. He nodded and said, "I went like this," as he cupped her bra with his hands, his palms holding up the firm globes while his fingers touched the exposed skin of her cleavage. She was soft and warm."Anything else?" she asked."Yes. I did some of this," he replied as he pressed his face into her cleavage. He licked and kissed, tasting the salty skin of her tit-flesh. His cock throbbed in yearning for her.Miss Moore moaned appreciatively."Then I got them out of her bra. Can I demonstrate that?" Kurt. Then went back to sucking. Her moans, tongue, and lips felt superb. Her head bobbed up and down. Always maintaining Eye contact. Damn my stepdaughter knows how to suck dick. “Am I better at this than my mom, stepdad? Does she suck cock like me?” she asked and returned to her task. “Oh fuck yea Sabrina. You do a way better job than your mom. She has only sucked my dick twice. She comes nowhere close to you.” She gained more confidence and increased her grip and suction on my shaft. “Oh yea baby.. Hands touching rock, groping to find purchase, seeking a firm footing. There was so much area to cover and so much detail, and for what? A sense of accomplishment? ‘Rock climbing and shaving are solitary sports,’ he thought. Something we do in private to make us feel better in public. Shaving was a chore he hated. Yet his mother would be unhappy if he didn’t shave. Sighing, he pulled the electric shaver from the travel bag. Was that a telephone ringing? He twisted the cap off the shaving head.