My fingernails gently scr****g your skin, my fingers kneading the muscles of your buttocks... I slide my hands back out, keeping them inside the brief... and pulling the briefs off with my hands, slowly sliding them down your legs. As the briefs clear your cock, I see it spring back up with a "boing", hard, erect, shining with precum... stretching out toward my mouth, begging me for my mouth and tongue.My breath catches in my throat as I stare at your shaft, unable to tear my eyes from the oozing. She took up her own which was filled with what was apparently wine. ?Bottoms up, Jeremy. I know you like a nice jack and diet at the end of a hard day.?I took a long draught and licked my lips. ?Thanks sweetie, that’s really thoughtful of you.?Her grin grew even more devilish, ?You are so welcome, but don’t thank me just yet. ?We started in on dinner and soon I began to get tired. At first I thought it was just the long day catching up to me, but soon realized that the room was starting to. She drove to work like normal parked up n went inside. I parked down the road and made my way to a spot I could over look her work without being seen. After a couple of hours of nothing a delivery van showed up and park in an unusual place as it was away from the front door of the hospital and with its backdoors towards me. When I saw the delivery guy get out of the van. It clicked he must of been 6ft2 and very muscular. I watched him walk into the hospital then a few moments later he walk back. I've always thought you had great...er...tits." As he spoke the words, Jennifer saw that he had a roll of twenty pound banknotes in his hand, and he was peeling off some as he spoke "If I gave you a hundred quid, would you show them to me?" he tilted his head to one side, pulled a face and gave one of his daft winks, which always made Jennifer laugh.She fought hard not to giggle, and attempted to affect an air of shocked indignation, but somehow she knew she was failing to do so. In truth she.