Finally arriving at her place, she tells me to get comfortable as she gets us some wine.Chatting again, the alcohol pushes the subject to a dirty path... we play a truth or dare game and we suddenly start kissing.What am I doing, why do I kiss my boss.I get up, apologize and confuse myself. She grabs her shirt and pull at it undoing the pressure button, slowly, one after the other, making sure I get a nice view of her pink bra. This totally stuns me. She takes advantage of the situation, get up. . why don't you get over there on the bed right in the middle like a good girl... I'm gonna set up this camera!"Tricia could tell from the excitement in her husband's voice that he cared little about what her reaction to this strange new machine was. He was like a little boy captivated by a new toy.She stood uncertainly in the doorway of the bathroom, looking at the tiny image of herself on the 10 inch screen. It was fascinating, but there was something horrible about it too. She was being. Even so, Bonnie wondered, why her? Why was he paying attention to her? "Of all the women in this city, why did he choose me to give his attention to, particularly since I'm married!"She made her mind up to ask him, but once again, he put her at such ease that by the time they were halfway to the diner, she'd forgotten all about her doubts."So tell me, Pretty Lady, what have you been doing with yourself all week?" Ah, ah, not this time, Greg. This time, why don't you tell me what you've been. But I knew I would not climax that way. Just as I began feeling the wave start to take me, he would turn his attention from one part of my pussy to the other. I know CJ likes going down on me and wants me to always have an orgasm. I just needed him to read my cues better. So I decided to help him out.I slid one of my hands down to rub my clit. At first, I thought it would be embarrassing if CJ watched me masturbate. But the instant I heard him moan with his tongue inside me, I lost all of my.