If she doesn't feel the same way, it could be awkward. I'll just be patient until I see if she feels the same way about me." (There's that word again)...We dropped the discussion about Kelly and got back to our battle plans.Three weeks later, all our hard work paid off. We got the IT contract and the company was sitting in tall cotton. I invited everyone to a celebration at the nearby steak house. Dinner and drinks were on the firm. Now that we could afford it.After a great dinner, we moved our. Her hands ran across her body, rubbing at her belly, brushing against the heft of her breasts. She was grinning, her dimple showing under the mess of her face as she showed off her body. I looked down between her legs at the full bush of her cunt. From the experience of her atop my face, I knew that her lips were large and full once excited. Now, both they and her clit were hidden in her bush.“So, Lucinda, what did you get out of Morgan fucking your face?”By this point, her hand was drifting. Your everything. I look up to your face and that smile is back. I smile back and feel... peace? Home? Love. Both are love.Your shirt is gone. My shirt is gone. We stand a moment, not touching, just looking, taking it all in. I step closer and unbutton your jeans. Already I can feel what’s in store for me and I blush. I pull your jeans down and your briefs follow as well. My mouth breathing down your legs and teasing the beast between. I stand and turn around. You undo my bra and groan. My. ‘But God mate, how I’m I to know when We’ve hit the magic three billon? I cant count to one.’ ‘Oh don’t worry. When you get too high, I make the men stop fancying the woman. It will slow right down from them. Don’t worry, you just start the begetting and the rest will sort it self.’ He’d been right nothing on the telly until worlds naughtiest blunders and he’d seen most of the clips already. Next was the antique roadshow and He hate all these home and gardening shows. All that seemed to be on.