” “I guess…” She lifts her legs up slowly with a smug little smile on her face, allowing me to sit. I claim my spot and she drapes one leg ove... my lap and leaves the other resting on the back of the couch. Then I watch as she runs her fingers down the glossy sheen between her breasts, slightly arching her back.“Well?” Her index finger traces around her belly button before sliding the tip just under the waist of her shorts. “What’s so good about these peaches?”“Umm…” My eyes following her. (There isn't. Niki is a bit sensitive and gets stressed from time to time.) After reassuring her that there was no problem, I and added that she is my favourite carer. (Probably because she is youngish, slim, pretty and gives me a hard-on!)I asked her if she minds me getting an erection and she said that it doesn't bother her. I added that I don't mind getting an erection and her seeing it, so long as she is okay about it. When she is not looking, I do massage my penis to help it get fully. Hearing this come from her beautiful mouth Hakeem pushed himself deep back into Becky's pussy and started pounding her with such force that the it almost seemed that he was going to push himself right through becky's body. Feeling the force of Hakeems push into her body and the immense stretching of her pussy from the massive girth of Hakeems steel hard black cock sent her over the edge and into the most powerful orgasm that she ever had. Suddenly something happened to her that she had never. ” “So where is your partner?” “Partner? Like business partner?” “No, not exactly, I meant like lover.” “Lover? Oh, you thought I was at fashion week and that I’m not an entertainer and I didn’t have the posse with me that the next logical conclusion would have to be that I was I was here with my lover, my male lover none the less.” “Well how else would you explain it?” “Explain what?” “The fact that you have yet to ask me to dance!” She smiled widely, causing both of us to.