Her tongue twined itself about his cock and its head. She worked her mind to deal with the taste of his pre-cum still dribbling ever so slowly across ...er taste buds. ~ It is his pleasure I seek not just dealing with it. ~ She encouraged with her own thoughts. She knew she could not retreat into modesty and a reflexive reaction that would have had her pull away, James's hold prevented anything but performing. She moaned, finally gaining her own pleasure as she heard him praise her further.James. We introduced ourselves and she told us her name was Francis Evans, but she was better known as “Candy Evans”. I presumed she was an actress as we had some drinks with the meal she confessed she acted in adult blue films. “It must pay well.” Austin blurted. Thought she might take umbrage, but she Didn,t. “It pays very well, but I have to work hard under hot unforgiving cameras and hot sweaty men for it!” she sighed.” Sounds a dream job!” I added. “ Not for the faint hearted. You have to watch. Together they built the rhythm of their fuck as Becky’s cunt adjusted itself to his enormous size. She used her muscles to clasp his cock, milk it each time he drew it out of her depths. She luxuriated in the rasp of his knob over her sweet spot, enjoyed the way his inwards movements bent her clitoris forward against his massive sliding shaft. It became too much for her. She lost control. Her body writhed on the bed. She orgasmed around his penetrating prick. Yet still he fucked her, now more. ”“No, Ma’am. You don’t need to keep me busy. Any time you want to talk I’m happy to do so. But when you’re talking to your friends I can do some work on my computer. I’ve got a long ride to Rivers so I came prepared to keep busy during the ride.” She smiles and turns to talk to her friends across the aisle in the front row while Ernie gets his computer out to work on it. He’s soon buried in the story he’s writing.On the trip down there’s a mid-morning snack break and a lunch break. Both at.