He fingered her briefly, enjoying the feel of her flesh. The tightness of her tiny erection, the sudden gasp of expected pleasure as she moaned ever s... discretely, his hand now pinching, rolling it between thumb and forefinger. "Are you nice and wet for me as well?" he now asked."You know that I am," she answered, withdrawing her hand momentarily from his pick, watching then, as she placed it briefly between her legs, withdrawing it to show the glistening moisture on the surface of one extended. His shirt was opened to reveal his chest and his arms were very muscular. His pants reaveled that he had strong thighs. “Well?” smirked the man in black as he pushed Linda aside and walked through the front door, “what’s it going to be? Trick…or treat?” Is this a dream, she thought. “Alrighty then,” he commanded “You get your choice. Which would you rather have, the trick…” and then, pulling himself close to her “…or the treat?” Linda could barely respond but she answered “I’ll take the. . I don’t have a condom.”“I had my tubes tied when I was twenty,” she said in a rush of words. “I don’t need any kids. What I need is that cock inside me, right now.”Mel pushed down on his pants, but they were too tight for her to make much progress the way he was standing. Liam straightened, and pushed them down to his knees. She immediately turned around and bent over the desk. He abandoned the thought of kicking off his shoes and taking his pants the rest of the way off when she looked. As she reached up to get a cup from the shelf her baby doll rose giving an amazing site of her cute panties slightly transparent. Can I ask you a question Cloe said? Course I replied, quickly diverting my eyes away from her panties. I noticed last night when we where having our wine, that, well that you had a lovely pair of stocking feet. In such a rush I had put my jeans on and forgot to cover my feet. I, I. Its fine I had to play with myself in bed just thinking of what else.