I walked over to him, making no attempt to hide my raging hardon.“Mmm, Norman,” I purred. “Let me see your manhood.”So saying, I got on my kne...s in front of him, undid his belt and pants, pulled down his fly so his pants dropped to his knees.“Oh Norman, what a beautiful cock” I exclaimed. I grabbed his erect boner and rubbed it all over my face. This seemed to turn him on, as his prick got even bigger and harder.“Oh, baby, you’re such a slut,” moaned Norman.“Yes, I’m your dirty slut. You love. He looked at the two rows of stains that led from about two feet from the floor to the top of the wall. The first three pairs were missing entirely and all that remained of them were rusty holes. This meant that first actual bolt was about shoulder height from the ground."No way," he whinged and slid down to the floor against the wall, sitting in the putrid water with his head on his knees, wondering what he was supposed to do.He took out his mobile phone and frowned — no signal. Not that that. There were many mornings where I almost wanted to grab her and bring her back to bed she looked so hot. Apparently Louie enjoyed having her there and usually about once a week she would come home and tells me that they had sex. Sometimes it was very quick but other times she would tell me that they would spend hours in his office, moving from the couch to the desktop to the floor. One day she came home with bad rug burns on her knees where he had gotten a little rougher and had fucked her. Nick's hand slid up from her breast to her throat, holding her in tight as he started to push his finger in and out of her pussy, leading her slowly towards the sofa.Her legs almost stumbled but he was holding her up, finger fucking while walking her, not an easy thing, the hand gripping her throat arousing in a surprising way. Her body was being assaulted by all kinds of new feelings, but she desperately wanted to please him."Don't move," Nick whispered as he pulled his finger from her body.