It was desire. He wanted her. She smiled and felt her face flush with warmth.She leaned close to him and lowered her voice. “I liked it when you wer... watching. Did you like what you saw?” she said.“Yes.”She glanced down at his jeans. The front was stretched with the ridge of his erection. She took a deep breath. She was dying to hold it in her hands.She took a pickle from his plate and rubbed it over her red lips. She gazed at him as she pushed it between her lips into her mouth, then moved it. She responded by parting her thighs, slightly, and hunching back. Her breasts were mashed into his muscular chest. Her nipples felt like little pebbles between them. Her sexual juices began to flow. Although their tongues met, he was careful not to destroy her makeup - that would cum later.Denise walked up beside the handsome couple. Her eyes were aflame with lust and pride. They were perfectly matched - like two models. She couldn't help including herself in their embrace. Her little hand. " He's my protector, Newt. He can't leave me." Please hand the phone to him." Hang on."I found Rubin in the office he used as a security station and handed him the phone. "Newt wants to talk with you."I sat in the chair in front of the desk and waited."I turned that chore over to Gary," Rubin said. Seconds later, he said, "I don't know. I haven't heard back from him." Rubin grinned and winked at me. "All right. He's sitting in front of me." Rubin held out the phone.I took it and said, "I take. By now, my cock was twitching uncontrollably and was leaking so much pre-cum that my knickers were practically dripping.“Now, what are we going to do about you?” she asked, looking down at my tool and grasping it in her right hand.She slowly started to gently wank me and I thought I would cum in seconds, I was so turned on. Just as I thought I was about to lose it, Jen stopped and pushed me backwards on to the couch. Her head went lower down my body until she was level with my tool and then.