His cock stirred in his lap. He leaned over and kissed her. “You, Annie, are a breath of fresh air.”She laughed at that, said, “You’re lucky I...just showered. Otherwise, I’d smell like a whorehouse on wheels.”They both enjoyed a laugh at that. Then Annie pushed him backward onto the bed and took his cock in her mouth, ravishing it with her teeth and tongue. When he was hard she straddled his hips and guided him inside her. He reached up to cup Annie’s breasts and she leaned down, seeking his. ”“And how does her realism manifest itself?”Rowan’s eyes looked down into her drink for a second, then rose to meet mine. “She knows how I feel about you.”“She’s usually well ahead of me and this is no exception.”“May I be perfectly blunt?”“Of course.”“I’ve always fancied you. She knows that. I don’t know if we’d work but Flick thinks we might. She loves you in her way, you know. Her idea is that if we work together we’ll probably either get it out of our systems or make something work. . I resumed working but I couldn’t stop my cock from getting rock hard. I knew she would notice if I turned around. That’s what she must want, I thought. Seeing her wearing that would make any man's dick hard. So what does it matter if she sees my hard cock in my shorts? I climbed down the ladder and walked to where I had my supplies. I carried two or three boards back to the sawhorses I had set up. Angela asked, “Would you mind coming over here and rubbing some oil on my back? I don’t want to. He sat me on his desk as he slipped my top over my head, and lowered my mouth to my giant tits, enveloping them with his gentle sucks. My hands tangled in his hair as he nibbled delightfully on my breasts, sending shivers down my spine. His hands cupped my breasts and he slowly squeezed them together, causing my pussy to flow with juices. He hooked a finger under the waistline of my skirt, and roughly shoved it down my legs and onto the floor, where it joined my bra and shirt. All I had left.