I carefully inserted a second finger which was quite a tight fit. I also massaged, kissed and sucked the insides of her thighs.I found she seemed to r...spond well to having my forefinger deep inside her pussy with my thumb pressing down on her clitoris and I then squeezed her sex flesh between my thumb outside and my finger inside in a sexy rhythm. When I sensed she was coming (by the wriggling and heavy breathing) I pressed her belly just above her mound with the flat of one hand and speeded up. Once my shirt and jewelry were off and my panties, which were pink women's thong panties as ordered to wear that day, I folded my clothes up in a neat pile and handed them over to her. ?Do you have any other clothes beside panties in either of those bags?? she asked sternly. ?Yes Mistress. I have a couple of shirts and a pair of sweats to relax in...? She didn't even let me finish my sentence before cutting me off. ?Go get them out of your bags and hand them to me!? . You lick a few more times before you stop and stare at my cock, as if I'm not even here. You're breathing gets heavy again as you slowly move in and take it into your mouth, moaning...almost crying. I swear there is nobody on this earth that I would trade you for at this moment. You give head better than any woman, you don't just suck dick you make love to it with your mouth! The amount your panties get soaked just by our oral foreplay...it is an art that you have perfected because you love it. Still, he dreamed of what it would be like to have Benjamin’s impressive muscles, how it would feel to walk onto a room and turn every woman’s head. His manhood began to rise at the prospect of having a dozen females admire his physique. Patrick quickly chastised himself and shut down that train of thought. He finished his shower, dried off and walked to the living room wearing only a towel. The phone in the living room rang. Patrick picked up the cordless hand set. ‘Hello.’ ‘Hello. This is.