Miss Leigh comments when She sees my hand movements in my pocket. She knows very well I’ve got a straining dripping erection as I ogle Her lovely bi... bulging cleavage in disbelief. I’ve got 100s of photos of Her which have caused endless shots of spunk from this moaning perv and it’s difficult to believe that I’m really seeing Her for real and She’s not bothered about the idea of me filling my underpants with cum in a few minutes of seeing Her. And She’s not the only one. I don’t know how. He “threw out” passion when he did it with her. He always made love to that woman for her sake. He never took a woman’s affections for granted ever. Making love, having sex with a woman and doing so intimately had always come naturally to him. He never thought about it as he made love to a woman. He assumed that when he was with that woman that she required passionate kissing along with touching and feeling her all over. He always felt she needed to be handled tenderly as he made love to her. I grabbed a hold of it and, in one swift move, went down on my knees and had it almost all the way down my throat. He grabbed the back of my head, groaning, and held me there as I deep-throated him. I reached up and started playing with his balls while I moaned around his cock. He pulled back and started thrusting his cock in and out of my mouth. I took hold of his hips and kept up the rhythm, swiping my tongue up and down his shaft with each thrust. He moaned, "Oh, yeah, baby; suck that. ”“Beautiful,” I murmured, meaning it. I caught her smile in the tank's reflection.“I like beautiful things. These are all freshwater. I keep the saltwater tanks downstairs. Would you like to have a look?”“Yes,” I replied without thinking. “But Luke and-““My brothers will wait,” she said, cutting me off and taking my elbow, guiding me from the room to another door, this one locked.“I don’t want the guys messing around down here,” she explained as she produced a key ring from her coat pocket and.