Sandra’s working name was Velvet. Both Velvet by name and Velvet by nature – the inside of her tight pussy and her generous mouth were pure velvet...– plush, soft and firm at the same time – sensual and stylish – regal and slutty all rolled into one.Every second Thursday she would wrap those luscious lips of hers around his cock, at least three sometimes four times in two hours. It was pure ecstasy for both of them! Expensive for Marc, but ecstasy none the less. Their routine rarely changed -. “And that’s a good thing, even if some stupid busybodies don’t agree.”The L train came and we got on and found seats.“Did you talk to Francesca today?”“No. I called and the number was disconnected and didn’t have a new number. Dad said that means they changed their phone number to an unlisted one.”“God, her mom is a bitch!”“I know,” I sighed.“My mom is strict, but she’s not crazy like that! Raven says she’s worried I’m going to do stuff she doesn’t want me to do!”Raven was her older sister who. For my share I bring home thebacon and pay someone to take care of the yard. That seems fair to me."Nancy gave Ellen a surprised look. "Is she happy with that arrangement?"Ellen shrugged. This was something that she never thought about.Ellen tried to explain her position, "In all honesty, she has nevercomplained. I have never asked. I do know she would love me to be moredemonstrative in my appreciation. I try and avoid doing that though. Idon't want to spoil the help! Hell, the next. You know better then to push her into something, she will stop and walk away, but begging.. a little whining. At last, her supple lips cup the head of your turgid member and traced the edges along your swollen helmet. Gently the foreskin is pulled back to give more room.. not much more but enough for her fun. The graceful tongue was as strong and flexible as it's wielder, focusing on the tip, tickling the contours. A kiss brought her under the head, you stroke her hair in a strangely erotic.