Reaching down, I caressed his cock as it softened slightly. He smiled up at me, grinding his balls against my cum soaked pussy as I moved my hand up a...d down his shaft. I could feel him still throbbing as I whispered " God, I love your big dick." He moved back up beside me on the couch and I slid down to his crotch, slipping the head of his cum oozing cock into my mouth. As I sucked the salty cum from his dick, I could feel it stiffening once again between my lips. Moving a hand down under his. She realized this on a rational level; but, at another much deeper level, she was thrilled at Peterson's forcefulness; his maleness! his charisma! and now, oh, God, his wonderful tongue!My God, Irina thought, where did he learn to be so good at eating pussy? Only another woman could have done it any better than he did it!Pete had rolled up over Irina and was now kissing his way up her shimmering body in the natural light filtering through the window sheers of his bedroom. Nipping lightly with. Finally she picked out a cotton dress that had a deep cut neck that would show her cleavage. She didn’t bother to put on any underwear knowing that it would just get in the way. She applied a light touch of perfume and knew she was ready.Five o’clock finally rolled around and Bob popped in the door. He gave her a long passionate kiss and said he was going to take a shower and freshen up. Will and his friend were due at 6:00. After the shower Bob came downstairs fresh in Dockers and a knit. .. It's nice to meet you." His hand still on mine, he turns his head slightly and looks at me first in question, then in recognition. "I knew I recognized that voice. You're Corrine Spiros of 'Northwest News and Beyond.' I listen to you every day while I'm working." This time it's his turn to appear a little flustered. "I appreciate the care you took to represent both sides of the Oregon logging industry. It's rare to find balance in the media anymore. " "Thank you, Patrick, I..." as I start to.