My body was on fire by the time his hands left my breast and rubbed down my stomach. Feeling a bit randy, I slipped from his embrace and stood at the ...oot of the bed. He was smiling as I began to sway my hips to an imaginary tune. Swinging my hips and licking my lips while never letting my eyes escape his lustful stare. Slowly I turned with my back to him and bent over at the waist looking back at him. My hand rubbed over my panty covered mound and I let out a soft moan. The only motion he. I spent acouple of summers working with him and I was the only one with patienceenough to get some of the really stubborn locks open." She looked up atPat and said, "This lock was not forced."A flustered Patrick tried to use humor as a way to apologize forunderestimating this fascinating woman. "Sherlock, are you sure aboutthat?"Mary bantered back, "It's elementary, my dear Watson, there is nothing toindicate forced entry and I can't see any signs of it being picked; infact, this lock is. Veryprofessional and thorough, Agent K is. So maybe I shouldn't have beenexpecting a pair of rolled-up socks. That's what a friend of mine usedwhen he dressed up as a cheerleader back at one of the high schools I'dbeen to. He'd been 6'3 and over two hundred pounds. He made a crapcheerleader. Somehow, I suspected I was going to prove far moreconvincing than he had."They look... big." Surprisingly, she blushed, and this time it seemed very real andnatural. "I... my apologies, David. They are.. Gary buried his face into her beautiful pussy, sucking on her lips, fucking her with his tongue, and then sucking on her clit. He could hear her muffled moans, as she was getting close to orgasm. He could feel her pussy pulsating with joy around his fingers. Pushing his fingers into her deeply and quickly, she began to cum on him and he could taste her sweet juices.Ready to get fucked, Katy, laid Gary down on the bed and climbed on top of him. Kissing him, she could taste her lovely cum..