" "Don't you worry... I can handle Kenny Meyer," she said grinning lewdly. Mike ignored the implication of her words and moved towards the door. He wa... a bit troubled, but looking at her, he knew Linda was able to take care of herself. She was quite a girl!"Okay, see you later!" he said as he left her room, striding down the hall. He looked the perfect athlete, and at times, Linda wished she could meet someone as handsome and virile as her cousin. Well, she thought to herself, Kenny Meyer will. So I kissed her and put her hand on the crotch of my jeans. She fell almost immediately to her knees, still talking. Then I shut her up by unzipping my jeans and feeding her the head of my strapon.One good thing about most married females is that they usually can do a pretty good job of sucking cock, my latex one anyway (the other kind *shudder* I don't even want to think about). Carol was going to town, having found something better to do with her mouth than talk. Not only was she giving the. Once we were in the elevator I stopped it between floors. The bell rang, but the conversation wasn’t going to last long. I took his cell phone. “You can tell the Fibs what Addie did. That’s fine, but it’s not fine for you put her in the jackpot to save your own ass. I don’t make threats, I just advise people of their choices. Give the Fibs Mason, since he was involved with the slight of hand shit, but keep Addie out of it.” I said.“Or what?” he asked.“Or I will be very unhappy. You wouldn’t. And that must mean that I was kinda into it too, girl or no girl. Would it be gay if I masturbated with her? I mean, not actually touching, or anything. Just two girls on a bed masturbating. Fully clothed and not touching? Nope, I reasoned. In order to have sex, two people have to at least be touching each other. Kate and I were separated by at least a foot of bedspace.Fuck it, I thought, and then I did. My jeans were tighter on me than Kate's were on her, so I had to undo the button and zip.