She moved her hand up and down in an imitation of masturbation."What do I need to do?" George asked.He felt a lot of trepidation. He had no real exper...ence and he was dealing with an entity that lived off sex. Still, a slim chance was better than no chance at all.Nicole tapped one clawed finger against her cheek. Her other hand went down between her legs and she ran a black fingernail between the moist folds of her sex."Mmm, it's no good with me on top," she mused. "It's against your nature,. “Mr. Bridgeford, I absolutely wouldn’t. I mean, that’s your wife. I would never imag-”“Blake…Blake,” he firmly interrupted. Blake’s mouth closed immediately and he stared at Kellam before looking down at the table, “You’re a smart kid. I think you can read between the lines and know that I’m not going to be offended by you saying what you want to say.”“Sir, I-”“Son, it’s a yes or no question,” his hands dropped down to the table, still clasped.“Ye…Yes,” Blake stuttered while still looking down. It was hard to contain my lust and when I leaned in and kissed him gently on the lips, all my nerves went away. My cock became instantly hard and I let my hands explore his body as we undressed each other. With my hands on his bare ass and his on mine, we pressed our cocks together and our lips met once more. Open mouthed, our tongues touched and romantically caressed. It felt incredibly natural, and incredibly erotic. My years of dreaming about sucking cock boiled over and became the only. Since, it was good for his business, in the long run; Mister Hamilton accepted the inevitability of Tammy’s disgraceful fall from grace and satisfied his own needs with the occasional lap dance of carnal bliss that never failed to draw his gentlemanly seeds with pulse-pounding success.Tammy’s female co-workers began to emulate her practice of proffering her pampered and sweetly scented posterior for masculine attentions more often than not. Previously, most of the local females were adamantly.