It felt like the distance was still there but at least this was a start. I was overjoyed and very hopeful for a warming in our relationship."I'll be t...ere with bells on! ... Should I wear anything else?", I said chuckling trying to lighten up the atmosphere and show how pleased I was."Yes, please", she stated not very amused."Okay, see you at... 12:15. Thanks Babe, this is a great idea. I love you.", I stated getting up from my desk, reaching for my jacket with a broad grin on my face.She. I leaned over and sucked him all the way home. As the garage door was coming down behind us, I raised up off his cock as he said. ‘Kelly, you are the hottest woman on earth. I hope you’re up for it because I want to go upstairs right now and fuck you so bad.’ ‘Well, we do agree on that,’ and I raced him up the stairs, flung back the covers and was spreadeagled on the bed as he pushed into me and began fucking me like it might be our last chance. ‘See, baby, I’m the one that gets to fuck you.. She had become so used to the array of green and red lights above the rooms and the sight of women tottering by on their punishing stilettos, that it surprised her when it crossed her mind as to what it all purported. She would be greeted cheerily by the canteen staff, who had a particular affection towards her, probably because she was one of the very few people who frequented there (especially after working hours) who was not a prostitute. They would often pass kindly words regarding the. It will work." Good, 'cause I really want to be able to give better head."Ahem. That was how I'd gotten her in the chair, of course. I'd found out by experimenting on Carlita that a couple of suggestions would allow a girl to completely and easily suppress the gag-reflex, and even to provide better "milking" action using rhythmic movement of the throat muscles. Carlita's "returning customer" rate had skyrocketed: and she wasn't just for guys with the black antebellum servant-girl fantasies.