Except, Carol thought to herself, for the face-cum-licking game I invented so Carl can taste himself and enjoy himself the way I do. He's so shy abou... asking, I suppose it's that macho thing, guys aren't supposed to want to eat cum, not even theirown. And except for my former boyfriends, those guys who take over when Carl's down there doing his best and it isn't quite good enough. Carol thought further. And except for me being the heroines of all my novels. Those were scenes, sort of. She. He found it intoxicating. She let him linger there for a moment before stepping back and apologizing. His cock got harder and was obviously noticeable to both. She glanced at the bulge and smiled as she made a brief eye contact with him before diverting her eyes. Jack adjusted the bulge when she bent over again to retrieve another sales item from her sales bags.She let him admire her ass for a moment before standing up. She turned too rapidly and lost her balance causing her to fall toward. I quickly made up my mind and got off my chair and quietly took position behind her jutting buttocks. “Hi!” she turned around on her heels, “I was just…” but she stopped talking. Perhaps it was my shit-eating grin, or perhaps it was the conspiratorial twinkle in my eyes, or perhaps she saw the bulge in my trouser, or perhaps she had similar thoughts as me while she was bent over the printer, her cheeks were flushed red and she looked excited. I recognised that this excitement had little to do. My hard on was hurting me but i need to control for a while i started to massage her ass crack and her pussy she started to moan loudly and told me continue. I told her to turn and applied oil on her boobs oh my god my hand was not enough for her boobs it was huge i started to press her boobs and pinch her nipples she started to leak her milk i told my aunt that u need to empty u r milk it was the only reason that u was feeling little bit uncomfortable. She said u naughty i know u r intention.