I watched him. What did he think of me? I knew he'd like this, but what would he think of me for coming up with this? I knew I'd surprised him this ti...e--never in his wildest dreams... "This is rather surprising," he said. He has his little way of talking, being careful not to reveal how he feels about something. But I knew. Even if he was a little shocked, I knew he loved it. And I knew I was grinning from ear to ear.I was ready to ask "What do you think?" I was going to lean over and make him. After a few minutes of me fucking her mouth she stopped me, and she pulled out a tube of dark red lipstick, applied it liberally to her lips, then started kissing my cock and balls, leaving lipstick all over my organ of love/As I approached orgasm, Louise stopped sucking me, and told me to sit in the Captain's chair. She pulled up her skirt, which barely hid her ass, and again stared deep into my eyes as she squatted over my cock while facing me and slowly slid it into her very tight 'boy. For some reason though, I get the feeling that she has the same feeling too. She enjoys my presence very much, and it also explains the amount of body contact that we have. I know where her ‘special spots’ are like her neck, ears and sides. She even lets me gently caress them with my fingertips, and blow on them. I know it arouses her, and she’s giving me permission to do it, so sometimes I even want to lean down and kiss her neck, but I never have the guts to. But anyhow, it was her birthday,. Her large brown doe eyes might soon beg to have her face covered in cum.He felt his pants tighten. Then the buzzer went off, prompted by the long-nailed finger of the front-desk bimbo."I'll get Tits," Fink said, and left.Tittiefuck waltzed into the reception area.She had outdone herself. Her gold vinyl top and mini-skirt were just a mere flimsy frame to draw attention to her swaying balloons and sashaying ass. She walked on seven-inch heeled golden sandals as if the hall was a Paris.