She said, “I don’t know the size and all but I like your cock.”Hearing this, I was frozen as hell. I did not know what to do next. Or rather I d...d not have to do anything. She came near me (she was taller than me, I was up to her ear only) and hugged me. She raised my face and kissed me on the forehead. Oh, what a feeling it was. Her soft juicy wet lips on my forehead.I could smell her sweat. All of a sudden I hugged her tight and started to kiss around her neck. She started moaning and I. ”“Now run your fingers under the elastic,” I told her as I started to put a suit on the next woman.She even pulled the crotch over to play with her clit until the pink nubbin was poking out. When she pulled the suit back into place, it was making a softer but prominent appearance.What tweaked the women most was that those who wanted to show off their pussies, tits, and nipples were doing it to the point that it rode the line of being improper for work. The others showed off their butts, pussy,. "Of course," she said. "It's the right thing to do. A gentleman must always see that a lady is comfortable." She took his hands and placed them under her breasts. "Just rub away the welts."Curtis dutifully began rubbing around Flossie's breasts."Oh, that is so nice," sighed Flossie.I happened to know that her breasts were exceptionally sensitive to the touch, having spent many a happy moment fondling them myself.And then Curtis really got into it and began cupping and stroking the breasts."Run. In this position they could kiss long and languid, and with her huge tits he had no problem bringing her nipples up to where he could suck and nip them until she squealed. Then he would just lay off a little, still stroking, looking into those weary, familiar eyes. It gave them a chance to talk. ‘So,’ she said, ‘what’s with the teeny boppers?’ ‘Their eighteen,’ he replied. ‘Ya, I wouldn’t have believed it if their mothers didn’t say so. Especially that Christina, is that an act or what? Come.