He was still showing signs of morning wood through his work pants and his half hard dick was right clear in Trista’s view point. She smiled then sat...up. She could feel a bit of a head ache and looked up at Thomas. ‘Do you have an ibuprofen?’ ‘Uh yeah its right in that kitchen cabinet above the sink. It should be next to the first aid kit.’ ‘Thanks.’ Trista got up and walked to the kitchen. She opened up the cabinet and spotted the first aid kit. She grabbed the box right next to it and took. God this girl looked amazing, her hair still slightly damp, her skin a light olive colour from the recent sun and a smattering of very cute freckles completed the look. "Time for a quick nightcap?" she asked. I couldn't get my jeans on quick enough. We probably looked a little mismatched but hey, I couldn't care less! The barman was the same guy from the Reception. He looked at me briefly, but couldn't take his eyes off Nira. You couldn't blame him, she looked gorgeous. There weren't. "Suddenly I felt churlish, it was true, she'd never had a job before, I remembered the pride I felt when I collected my first wage packet at the warehouse, the pride I still felt every week when I opened it, I was ashamed of my reaction.Reaching over, I squeezed her hand, "Go for it mum, I'm sorry, I think I was just selfish." If you're really dead set against it Tommy, I'll phone him and tell him thanks but no thanks." No you won't mum, you'll go and do it for him, but more importantly, you'll. You feel amazing! I pull your cock towards me, I want to suck on it while you pleasure me. You let your body follow your cock, by now you are half over the centre console with your face buried in my pussy, and I have your hard cock in my mouth. I am sucking on you long and hard then alternating with sucking and stroking with my hand while I suck each ball into my mouth and swirl my tongue around them. You are quivering and your poor legs are straining in the confined position we are in. I.