...I mean Barbie," he cajoled."Sure thing Jokey baby." With that she skipped away.She moved to a recess at the side of the room that contain a large c...est,flipping it open she began to rummage inside. There were bangs and crashesas things were thrown out of the chest and then..."Ahhhh there you are," she giggled.She did something with what she had found and then stepped back into thelight."TA-DAAAAAAA!" she announced with a wicked grin.Barbie's mouth dropped open, with shock or was it lust, . “Oh really? I’d most certainly appreciate that.” Wasting no time, I kicked off my shoes and straddled his lap. I rubbed my hands all over his chest, shoulders, and neck. I kissed him hard on the mouth, now gently tugging at his necktie. I loosened it, slowly pulling it off and dropping it to the floor. I unbuttoned his blazer. He grasped my hips, pressing his hardness onto me. I let out a faint gasp. It certainly got him more riled up. I slid his blazer off of his shoulders and arms, pulling. It wasn’t till after he left that she thought to shut down the TV and DVD. There still on the screen was the still image of the slutty one being bent over the kitchen table so that the metre reader could enter her from behind. In a panic, Jen checked the sight-lines to where the old gardener had sat. He would have had to crane his neck, but she could not be sure he hadn’t seen the TV.AS she pondered the possibility, she felt herself getting warm with dread of being caught. Shit!!! Why did this. It wasn’t her weight that prompted him to ask, but his eagerness to have his own orgasm. ‘Should I?’ she dreamily replied, almost teasing, but she didn’t allow him to answer. Her hand wrapped around his cock–he had already applied some lube to the taut- skinned organ–and she started sliding her hand up and down his manhood. It didn’t take long, it never did. He came hard, with a strangled cry, his prostate being heavily pressed by the dildo in his ass, it was almost painful, but exquisitely.