He pushed me down on the tenant’s couch, pulled off my pants, dropped his pants to his ankles, and told me to take him in my mouth. After looking at...the hardest cock I have ever seen, I gladly did as I was told. I took it all, every last centimeter. I kept looking up at him while I performed my best blow job ever. He was really enjoying it, I could tell as he kept fucking my mouth, harder and harder, faster and faster. I knew he was going to cum soon, so I stopped, and let it slowly slide out. That reminded her, she'd need to sort out his expenses soon so that hecould keep up this standard of dress. All in all, he looked verypresentable for his new job, with his long hair gleaming under thefluorescent lights and he seemed to have taken much more care in hisappearance then he would have for his day job. In fact she suspected helooked smarter and more feminine than she did right now after wearing herown clothes all day and the overall effect was to make Eveline want toget him in as. " "She doesn't have to find out," he told her. "She works so much, she never even here anyway." "You mean..." Rachel's mouth fell open. "You want to... You think this is going to happen again? What the hell is wrong with you?" "Nothing's wrong with me," he snapped defensively. "You attacked me in my sleep! What the hell is wrong with you? You told me you wanted me, and I believed you." "Maybe I did," he went rigid as he saw the tears streaming down her cheeks. "Maybe I do, but I didn't think I. Mike loves me to be seen and I love it too so my preference is usually to go out topless in something short, either a sheer skirt or skimpy shorts, rather than wear ridiculously high heels I’m usually barefoot too.Over the last couple of nights my outfits for the evening have been a short black shirt that just and only just covers my rings, topless and a bow tie which is both a fun but elegant outfit and the second night was a pair of red short shorts and topless again. We normally chat about.