. wait!” Chelsea’s breaths became very shallow indeed.“This is a helluva a lot better than your average girl-girl scene, but then you’re doing...it for pleasure, not for pay,” I commented as I fought off the chills that Nicky’s mouth gave my cock and balls.“Darling, little secret, I always do it for pleasure, even when I’m paid. That’s part of why I earn so much! They love how I am in bed! Especially when I’m thinking of you, and to a lesser extent, David Hasselhoff. Now I have even more .... She followed the direction of his gaze, and glanced down at the front of his trousers, where his interest was becoming plainly visible.'We'd better walk the long way round to the road, ' she said, taking his arm. They walked round the top edge of the formal garden, where discovery would have resulted in both of them losing their jobs, but there was a sheltered glade, affording them sufficient privacy, provided no-one walked in on them directly.Once safe from prying eyes, Belinda turned to Tom. His hamstrings finally rested atop of my legs and my cock was completely engulfed. My dick brushed against his prostate and he whimpered in pleasure.I ran my hands up his sides and over his chest, down his abdomen and across the tops of his legs. He bent down moving his torso closer to his knees then began to move away and then back into me. It was then that he started to move like a piston; slowly at first and then faster and faster. I leaned back against the sofa and let him move up and down. I saw this really hot, busty blonde a few towels down giving me the eye. "Hey, check her out!" I said to Sam. He peeked up from beneath his Ray Bans and shook his head. "Forget that one," he said. "She's not your type." "What do you mean?" I said. This girl would be anybody's type—even blind men! "Just take my word for it, forget her," my pal advised, sipping his iced tea. When it comes to women, Sam's judgment was 100 percent. At least, I'd thought so, up.