Down past his stomach, I caress him as he trembles. I take my left hand and slide it beneath his trousers and underwear and cup him. My right hand has...slipped from under his and my fingers trace up his length slowly; my fingernails teasing him and making him shake and shudder.I caress his balls and rub my thumb over the head of his cock, then fisting it and stroking up and down rubbing his pre cum, making him slick whilst my thumb strokes his slit.Kissing and licking his back, I squeeze his. Okay ... love you too.”Her purse was still in the car, a testament to the truth that she was seriously distraught.It took her twenty-two minutes but the last of those was in the elevator to the ninth floor.The receptionist just waved her down the hall. “He’s dying, Carlton, well, maybe,” she said, sagging into the chair across from him even before he could come around to her.He pulled up the other chair in front of his desk and took her hand in his.“Okay, tell me,” he said.“It’s like your. "If you were my kid…." What?" Tim yelled back. "What would you do if I were your kid? Come on, tell me." I’d take you home right now and spank the daylights out of you," the man said."At my age?" Tim asked."How old are you?" The man asked, "about 25 or so?" No, I’m 22." Tell me this then kid, your parents ever spank you?" No," answered Tim."Never, not even once?" asked the man."Nope, they didn’t believe in it." Well I can tell," said the man, going towards his own car."Wait!" yelled Tim. "You. At first I thought he touched me by mistake but as he moved his right hand up my leg again I know he was touching my semi-exposed pussy that wasn't even covered by that small sting on purpose.He continued touching my wet pussy as if by accident several times. To give him a signal and too let him know I liked it I made a couple of well timed moans when he did. After about my fifth moan he asked me if it felt good and did I like what he was doing. My only replay now for him was that it felt.