" The sound of Mistress' own words turn her on even more as she begins to bite her lip. Her technique is flawless as she presses up on her g-spot, rhy...hmically and in sync with her other hand dancing over her pulsing clit. Her breathing is shallower now as she pants and moans. Her eyes lock with Ashley's. Mistress smiles, "Oh, you little good girl. Make me cum slut. Make me cum…" As she says this, her fingers relentlessly lunge in and out of her dripping pussy, making herself feel high with the. “It takes one to know one. I for one would like to see more of Hadley.” That was the thought that burned deep in his own mind, because Marcus had wanted to see more of Hadley too. ** “You thinkin’ about who you’re inviting for Friday night yet, Jennings?” Hot water splashed down Marcus’ face, and trickled down the drain in the locker room. Fabian’s voice boomed in the large space as he shouted from another side and still Marcus didn’t hear it. They had just played the last game of the. He also watched her pretty backside as she left his office.After Stacy left his office he looked at her business card and noticed that she had written her home address and phone number on the back of the card. Paul put the card in his desk and made a mental note to give her a phone call when there was a three day holiday.Paul left his condo early Saturday morning because of the tee time he had. Golf was good for him as he was able to break ninety and take a few dollars from his playing. I led him. He smelt nice and tasted even better. I pushed my tongue to make him open his mouth. He was reluctant at first then let it slid in. Our tongues danced and swirled. I could sense the quickening passions burning inside him. He brought both hands to the back of my neck, and bringing my mouth deeper inside his, clasping the hairs at the nape of my neck. I had this weird sensation of being powerless to feel anything but the force of his kiss. I wanted him to dominate me rendering me.