She was now sucking the head of my cock which was throbbing in pleasure. She knew how to make a man happy, that was certain. She did suck up and down ...ome but most of her action was, like with most women, on the top four or five inches. That was fine with me, it always got a cum.She was rubbing her tongue all around the head as she sucked while I fingered her slowly, I knew I was getting closer and closer.I wanted to let her know I was about to cum, after all, there are some women, I'd heard,. She wanted me to watch her. She left her dirty panties in my bed. She kept flirting and talking dirty to me. I made up my mind. She wanted to fuck me. And I wanted to fuck her. The taboo aspect only magnified her physical sexiness. The only question now, is how do I approach it? I stood their, watching her youthful freckled skin stretch and twist around made my heart race and cock grow. Her red hair was braided again. Her body looked relaxed as she contorted her body around. Her ass stuck out. I had to keep looking at the photo and even then look back at it to remind myself ten minutes later.It was as black as the inside my arse and I could barely make out his house I don't know what would be expected to come from an overnight stakeout other than to break my concentration and make me fuck up. I'll show them. "Wake up you dumb cunt, don't give them an excuse!" A sharp pain on my carotid and I froze, an odd smell, I couldn't lift my head off my chest this time and I wasn't asleep. A. I slid the Mudd jeans up my legs with a feeling of doingsomething dangerous.The Mudd jeans fit really differently than the Wrangler jeans:the legs were tight, the waist seemed kind of low and I felt astrange sensation like my rear end was being lifted andseparated. Its hard to describe it if you've never worn girlsjeans.When I stepped out of the booth to show how they fit, I wasfully expecting everyone to go "ugh" or laugh or something.Instead, they seemed to act like Charlotte had been.