" He continues. He licks my left thigh. Oh my gosh. I'm speechless from what he's doing. I let out a moan. He unbuttons my shorts and pushes my pantie... aside. I know he knows how wet I am."Damn Emma, there's a river in there." He says with clear . He removes my shorts. I'm down to my underwear while he was still fully clothed. I can see the out line of his six pack abs against his white wife beaters. I try to remove his wife beater but he swatted my hands away. "Nah uh." He tells me. I whimper.. I made a mental note to ask Edward if he had any in manual asI turned back towards the lane of the car lot.There was that salesman with the umbrella, looking at me strangely. Hewas hunched over slightly, one hand gripping the top of the openedumbrella, when I first noticed the strange feeling. Like I was beingmassaged in a rather sensitive area. The pressure built very quickly,though, and after a second it felt more like someone was pressing intomy pelvis very forcefully, and then a second. He was starting to go flaccid, but it stopped with Melissa's touch. Roger could feel the erection coming back, he tried hard to think of anything else, but it was no use. It only took a few minutes for him to get back to full throbbing strength, as he felt something wet, soft, and warm climb up his shaft. Melissa's tongue wrapped around his cock, and she could taste the seed of his manhood coating it. Pulling away, her tongue hungrily claimed every drop from her lips, as she smile."Eww, how can. A worried look of confusion crossed her face and Kendra just shrugged her shoulders. Later, the door to his office was closed and she recognized Vivaldi’s Four Seasons playing. It was ‘Summer’, its thunderstorms echoing through the room and it matched the turmoil in her soul. Why had she touched him, she didn’t know and it was causing a painful twinge to burn through her heart. How could she look at him in the morning? ********** The next morning, Kendra was quickly frying some pancakes for.