God! He thought. Look at the way she swishes when she walks. Her hips sway with such grace, and her breasts, her breasts undulate like waves on a rip...ling sea. Once in the car they drove off. Down the private dirt path to the side road, and then out to the main road they traveled. Both sat silently. Bob seemed to be intent on something so Carol decided not to pry. She wondered what he was up to. Looking for some way to break the monotony of a long silent drive she did say. ‘It’s a lovely. He slid his hand under his ass and started rubbing his hole while I was still licking it.I gathered some spit in my mouth and pushed it out with my tongue towards his asshole and he grabbed some with his finger. I ran my tongue up to his balls and sucked them for a little while, then started blowing him as I felt and saw him gently massaging his asshole. He was slowly bucking his hips up fucking my mouth and soon he told me to stop. That feels so fucking good, Jason said as we switched. "Looks like we're going to have to teach you some manners, little girl." "Hey, I ain't into no weird shit, man. I don't mind a little slap on the ass while you're fuckin' me, but I ain't into no punishment shit." "All I wanted was for you to say please, baby, that's all. Don't get all huffy." I retrieved a soda and opened it for her. "Thank you, Daddy, " she said in a contrite way. "You can stop that mocking tone, too, little one." She guzzled down some soda, wiped her mouth with the back of. The department head of marketing was a woman about my age, maybe a little younger than my thirty years. Alicia Garcia was tall for a Latino and trim with a nicely proportioned figure. Her hair was a shiny black. Her eyes were dark too, and her skin was just a bit dusky. She was dressed in the typical woman's executive clothes of tailored suit and white blouse. Matt introduced us and said I wished to follow her home where she could point out the house across the street to me. I caught a little.