Suddenly embarrassed as she looked up at him watching her smoking and drinking with his cock again thrusting from his trousers. Her rhythm slowed and ...he looked away."No need to be shy little toy, I'm going to make you do far more than that. Now keep rubbing and look at me."Steeling herself she took a deep breath and looked him in the eye keeping up the slower rhythm."Are you nice and wet?"With a quiver of the lip she nodded her head."I asked you a question. Are you nice and wet?"She replied in. I could only imagine Peyton’s tight young holes which were just barely hidden from sight. I pictured them in my mind. Pink, soft folds of her pussy between her thighs, blonde pubic hairs, a tight, wrinkled pink or reddish anus tucked just above. I wondered if she smelled sweaty or aroused. My mouth watered to imagine what her flesh might taste like.But, again, I was fantasizing a thing I would never experience, and that was okay with me. I’d lived in my head for many years, and having my. He had worked at Millsum’s as an intern similarly to Sam for two years in his second and third year at university, but didn’t want to join them full time as that seemed like the easy way out, given that his father was President and CEO of the firm.Ricky turned down the first table they were offered and selected one away from the crowd of elegant diners. The waiter arrived, placed napkins on their laps and took their drink orders, deciding to share a bottle of wine which Ricky chose.“What was. ... "that feels really good, you have beautiful hands" and she leaned to me and kissed me on the lips with the most passionate lasting kiss ever. I moved my hand to the back of her neck and held her firmly as we continued kissing ever so slowly but passionately. I moved my hands to her side just under her arms gently touching the side of her breasts and slid my hands slowly up and down enjoying her curve's and hips. I so wanted to place my hand on her breasts but chose not to. My cock is.