He didn't like to be interupted when he was working, especially when he was trying to meet a deadline. Reluctantly, he got up from his desk and went o...t to see who it was.It was Debbie Mason, Tony's lovely black-haired girlfriend.She stood in a provocative pose on the flagstone porch, wearing the same hot pants as the night before and a different blouse, smiling seductively at him. Her dark eyes traveled appreciatively over Ken's slacks-and-jersey encased body, lowering insolently to the front. Then she sank down hard on me and stayed there just gently rolling her hips but squeezing my shaft – I opened my eyes and saw her cupping her breasts. She saw me looking at her and she put her hands on the bed behind her and leaned right back to give me a clear view of my shaft inside her. A wonderful sight.Then she sat up again and carried on rolling her hips – her grip on my shaft was something else – she had the grip of a twenty-year-old!! I wasn’t complaining and the way the urgency of her. The most successful young ladies always came from wealthy families or had the backing of a wealthy sponsor. She had neither the family wealth or the sponsor to buy the private tutors, fancy outfits, the makeup artist, hair stylist, and other extras that gave a contestant the edge. The wealth of these people also allowed them to buy influence by sponsoring the pageants. She knew she would never win first place, but there were prizes and scholarships for some other contestants. She had also. As he continued working I focused in on his damp sweaty socks laying on thesteps. I walked over and slyly sat down on the step next to where they werelaying. As he worked I made more small talk with him and then reached downand took the socks into my hands. The feeling of the sweat dampened socksin my hands gave me an instant boner. I loved the feel of them in my handsand wanted so badly to smell them. It would have been too risky though,because he could have looked up at any time and seen.