Ummm.. But you’re taking me home, right?” Nancy said nothing as she dispensed the next drink into her mug. “Miss? I mean Nancy?” “Hmmm?” S...id Nancy, licking her lips. “You’re giving me a lift home?” “Yes. Later.” Jon was shivering a little. Something didn’t feel right. Why had Miss Spencer brought him back if she hadn’t intended to take him home? Had he missed some part of the conversation in the car? As he contemplated what to say next, Nancy leant against her sink, looking at him over her. Slowly I removed every piece of clothing she had and I finally removed my dick from my swimming trunks. It was such a relief because I felt that my dick would tear my trunks at any moment. I held my dick and used the head to tap her clit rapidly. She couldn’t take it anymore and she squirted again and shouted ,”Ahhh,ab bas mujhe chodho naa please please”…she started begging.I smiled and kissed her lips tightly and asked her “Lund accha laga?”Her face turned pink as she smiled and nodded.Then I. As he was finishing up his drink she walked into the room. She looked amazing in her little black dress and high heels. She walked over to me and told me she expected to see the list completed when she got home then she walked over to him and gave him a big kiss. She looked back and said she would be back in a few hours and I better get busy. With that they were out the door.I busied myself completing the chores one by one. Just as I sat down after finishing the last one I heard a car pull up. 'What the hell was he talking about?' She thought, 'I'm not his fucking property.'"Maybe you do want this after all," Peter said holding up a bottle of vodka.She looked back at Sam and Joel who were once more refreshing the browser looking for the missing iPhone.Peter moved closer and as he did so she opened her legs revealing her wet pussy through the thin black polyester."Damn you," she said quietly.She reached out and grabbed at his crotch rubbing at his cock through the shorts.He turned to.