Danny came in as she was doing a lick your lips kind of thing, naked on her back on the bed. He whistled. I saw her smile, but I knew Danny did that w...th all the models. Then, as he came over and shook her hand, he got a lech kind of look, and whistled again. That was new.I work with him a lot. He tries for a greek god look, blonde hair, real buffed, nice features. And, of course, a big cock. But he's no mental giant. He stripped down right there, and got on the bed, flat on his back beside. She played with her nipples with one hand as she swiftly moved faster and faster circling her clit counter-clockwise. She began to moan a bit as she switched her imagination to being in an empty classroom with her teacher. She pictured herself staying after class to ask him a question, but really her intentions were much dirtier. He went to her desk where she sat in front, like always, he grabbed her hand, and pulled her up towards his chest. They were so close; she could feel his warm breath. I was more than willing tolaze away the time until I was actually needed again.I glanced over at Austin, and I saw the same thing that I had been seeingfor most of the week."How are you doing?" I asked him, even though I already knew the answer."Are you having fun, or do you wish you were back home?"His face said it all. I knew there were moments when he really enjoyedbeing on the tour with me. But there were also moments like this, when wewere sitting around, that he was bored and unhappy. He. He slowed, and as he pulled out her cunt hung open, filled with his sticky white cream. ‘Fuck, that looks too fucking hot,’ he muttered, and Darla pulled away from Liz to look. She slipped two fingers easily inside, pulling them out, and feeding them to Liz, who sucked them hungrily. In the past, after sex, it was always some version of rolling over, legs closed, and he would get a towel to clean up before she dripped on the sheets. Now this same woman, his wife of over a decade, was laying.