I moved my hand back up to her swollen cock head and liberally coated my fingers with her precum before letting my fingers follow the river of precum ...own to her balls and round between her smooth cheeks where I let my little finger move the G-string clear and locate her ring. Once I found her ring I released the seat belt with my right hand and lent forward placing my now dry lips on the end of her leaking cock as my precum lubed index and middle finger lined up with her ring and started. ”“Scent triggers,” she smiled sadly. “What did it remind you of?”“Just you,” I said softly. “Nothing specific. Hugging you and catching the scent of your hair. Rubbing your feet while you talked to your father. The first time you kissed me after I gave you that sketch at lunch. Things like that. It soothed me when I started feeling overwhelmed.”She nodded and kissed me again. “You want me to go lay on your bed while you talk it out?” she asked helpfully.“Yes! I had the best night of sleep ever. They were too busy to notice me and I turned and walked away." So I caught you at just the right time." Indeed you did and I'm glad of it. Okay, now that you know my story what's yours? Why did a stone fox who has every man who sees her drooling sit down at a married man's table and give him what was basically an engraved invitation?" Busy playing catch-up and I thought I would give my secret admirer a try." Playing catch-up?" You have been around long enough to know what I looked like five. He felt something in the pit of his stomach he could not quite place. He was aroused and starting to feel angry at the woman in front of him. It was like she was taunting him. He found himself wanting to gently touch her skin. He wanted to slap her. He drank down the last of his rye as he felt himself grow harder. He placed the glass on the table next to him and stood up. Feeling his cock straining against his black boxers, he made no attempt to hide it before walking over to her. As he got.