Every so often she squeezed her legs together very softly, as if encouraging me. Her small ass felt wonderful pressed to my groin. Not a word was spok...n. This was heaven.Heaven was disturbed by the slightest of moves, an invitation, subtle. Cassie moved her hips ever-so-slightly, buttocks flexing, her pussy moving along my shaft just a bit. The pulse of pleasure that hit me was astounding. My cock swelled. She felt it, moving her hips ever-so-slightly in response. My cock flexed with pleasure.. "Yes! By God!", he said. "This is the sweater of my former girlfriend- Jennifer." An image formed in his head about how sexy her per breasts looked in that cashmere turtle neck. Closer examination produced a few tiny long strands of hair for his first experiment. He could even smell her sweet perfume of the night she wore it. Roger prepared himself on the bed so that his body would be comfortable. He picked a night hour thinking that Jennifer would be asleep in her bedroom. The chant. Then he began to work it in and out ever so slowly. Deeper and deeper he went. With each thrust he was moving it back and forth in her slimy shit chute. The unique feelings in her ass felt dirty and sexy and were giving her thrills galore. As he was doing this the fingers of his other hand were busy stroking her pussy and clit in a rhythmic action that had her on the edge of climax almost immediately. But just as she would approach the edge of that abyss of ecstasy he would slow down or move. I better go, wish me luck." The girl left for her interview. Sammie dropped in the next morning on her way to work and told Julie she had gotten the job. Julie smiled and hummed her favorite tune, another happy ending.After Sammie left the bakery Julie began cleaning the counters and getting ready for the lunch run. The tinkling of the bell alerted Julie to a potential customer. She looked up as an average looking man in his forties walked in. "Can I help you?" she asked."We haven't met but I.