I was going wild with just his soft pulls and pushed him away lightly, resettling my breast in my bra. ‘You’re getting a bit impatient, love.’ I...pushed him backwards until his back hit the back of the seat. ‘I’m not done with you yet.’ I lowered myself excruciatingly slowly as he watched, and settled my face over his cock. I let my tongue lick my lower lip and he tensed, holding his breath. Leaning in, I breathed hotly over him, warming the head of his cock with my breath and his head fell. .. what the hell... what are you doing to me?”“Demonstrating that I’m a can-do guy who tells no lie.”“What?” she panted, squinting at his incredulousness, perplexed by another cheesy, seemingly well-rehearsed salesmanship line that seemed to be working. Yet, she was still unsure about what was happening. It felt like a force, a sensational presence, was moving her forward, or rather, up and down.Her legs unknowingly had involuntarily spread apart and prepared to act like pistons, causing her. Standing I take your hands helping you to your feet. Turning around and bending you over placing hands on the table. Hands begin exploring and lightly touching your back starting at the shoulders and working their way down. Moving fingertip slowly lightly touching warm flesh working their way across shoulders down your back immediately signs of desire begin to build within and become apparent. Sighs and slight moans letting me know that you enjoy the sensations of my play and exploration.. She has bright blue eyes and I could never forget her 34D sized breasts. Just the thought of her makes me so wet. I bite my lip, hoping my panties and skirt won’t be soaked.Finally, the bell rings. I grab my bag and rush out. As I walk down the street, all I can think about is us. What if I don’t please her? What if she gets bored of me? I knock on her door and wait. After a couple of minutes, I get impatient and knock again. This time, she answered.‘Slave, don’t you dare knock more than once..