And I did. She took my other hand and placed it directly on her clit and said rub it lightly. She was shaved with a thin dark haired landing strip. It...was the cutest pussy ever. While I played with my new friend she worked my cock out and began her oral assault on me. Her oral skills was unprecedented and pleasure was unforgettable. I had worked my way underneath this beautiful babe I was on bottom with my hands spreading her sweet milky white ass and while I was licking her pussy I gazed at. " That's not what I hear or feel. He thinks you're just about the prettiest thing he's seen in ages. Good gracious, just a glance at you makes his blood run warmer." Hot, actually, but I didn't want Sara to think I was exaggerating.My comment brightened her mood, but only briefly."I'm damaged goods," she muttered."Where? From what I can see, damaged doesn't describe you, just the opposite. You're drop-dead gorgeous, Sara. It amazes me that you can't see how truly beautiful you are." I'm damaged. She had a light perfume and she smelt good. For the first time I felt a twitch in my cock. I looked at her face scrunched in concentration looking at the monitor. “Aha” she exclaimed “I see what you did wrong, you missed a semi-colon there” she said pointing to the screen. That broke my trance and I looked at the screen. She moved back and I rolled my chair back in place and corrected the error. She stood behind me as I went on to the next line of code. As I was keying in she said “no, not like. Also, like every other passion in my life, I simply wanted him to endorse it. He was at all my volleyball games, debate meets, graduations, and other events. He was always there when I needed him, and his love and support for my side hustle was no different. That’s not to say I want him in the booth with me every night, I just want him to accept it and be on my side because it makes me happy. I wanted him to be… proud isn’t the right word, but I wanted him on board with my decisions and most of.