" Why would you think that? We've had lunch together everyday since I started working here." I know I said I wanted to put the other night behind us M...chael, but I just can't. I don't want to get in the way of you clearing things up with Sandy -- " I trailed off."I told you the other night that I don't want to clear things up with her. We're through." That's what makes it so difficult to see you every day now, Michael." I turned my gaze away from him, looking everywhere but into his eyes."Huh?". It took less than a minute for my wet cunt to get used to his girth; but once I knew my body was okay with it, I began to press against it and then I was sliding his dick into me very slowly while making sure to keep myself tight for him…I bit my lips as I was trying not to moan; I took all his seven inches and once I was done with that, I rocked my body back and forth to play with his dick.Then I began to lift myself from him and then slam down against his lap, without ever removing his dick.. “Come on.” Marcus prodded her back. “Don’t tell me you’re not in the mood after that.”Katrina rolled her head back a little to speak with him. “I said I’d think about it.”“And?” he asked eagerly.“And I'm tired. Cumming only made it worse. Just let me sleep.”Marcus rolled his eyes in annoyance. He laid back down beside her on his back and stared at the white ceiling. He did not feel tired enough to go back to bed. After a minute or so of lying perfectly still, he heard Katrina snoring next to. He didn’t care what he had to do. If he had to risk a little embarrassment to get her to stub out her cigarette and shake her ass for him, then so be it. He knelt, too nervous to look up at her. Leaning forward, he ran the flat of his tongue over the top of her boot while he reached in his back pocket for his wallet. “Please Miss, please may I have a dance?” he mumbled, licking at her boot again. “Please?” Wendell’s skin prickled with excitement. He as if the whole world was watching his.