Then she goes home and, um ... Well, she uses it for, uh, erotic stimulation.”“God!” Jake laughed. “I knew it!”“Tabatha does it, too,” L...sa suggested, not sure how her boss would take her accusing his wife of weird sexual practices.“I know,” he replied. “She’s told me. All you Femmes seem to have a morbid death wish. I’m surprised we haven’t lost the lot of you.”“You won’t lose anyone if I can help it,” Lisa assured him. “Am I still on duty?”“Yes, of course you are,” Jake assured her. “Who else. Andrew's heart raced at the thought that she had descended to this watering hole just to see him. Dare he hope that there was a chance?"You seem sad, handsome," she said with obvious concern."I was until you sat down," he exhaled through shallow breaths."Is there anything I can do to pick you up," she said coyly, while reaching across to place her manicured hand on his own weathered hand.The touch of her hand on his own sent electrical shocks throughout his entire body. He could sense in her. She slowly and deliberately concentrated on the tip, using just the right amount of pressure with her lips, moving up and down on it. Then she started breathing heavily through her nose, never stopping her blow job in the least. After a couple of minutes I thought I might be getting ready to blow my wad and just then, Dee threw me on my back and climbed on top. She said, “Shit, you make me so hot, maybe if I just slip it in.” Dee slowly started to ease her cunt down on my cock. In just a few. "Sorry, but I'll better be off," she smiled, "thank you for earlier, for you know not telling on me, if you want I came back another time and we can talk again." Sure," I said, it looks like the latest euphemism for a bit of tit fondling is 'Have a Talk'. I watched her walk away and had to adjust my shorts to get comfortable.I wasn't expecting much, but any day you get a new pair of tits in your hands, is a good day; anyway that's what I think. Thinking about Bridge I don't know what class.