After a minute Tory was crying. I'm hormonal as hell right now, so I cried with them, and I didn't even know why." You need to get your rest. Tory has...high expectations for tonight. if you don't perform as well for her, she'll be crushed. I'd ask for details, but I know you wouldn't tell. I need a favor. If you will, let Dorian follow you around sometimes, maybe some of your magic will rub off on him."Her eyes told me she was joking, and I tried to look solemn when I agreed. She changed the. At 38, a full thirteen years older than Mark, she was a successful partner at a small law firm, but she would have been a catch even without being so professionally accomplished. With her 5’6?, 120lb frame, long auburn hair, trim figure and voracious sexual appetite she was almost more than Mark could handle! Despite being smaller than Mark she was slightly stronger thanks to her long hours at the gym, and she was not afraid to physically overpower him when she wanted to. The best part about. He stroked on my hard dick, now out of my pants, and we both just seemed to be trying to act normal.Derek suddenly stood up, without saying a word. I found that I missed his hand on my cock, although I’d never admit it. I wished he would could rubbing me so I could cum. I think he knew it, too. As he stood before me, he began to undo his pants and I got a lump in my throat. I nervously tried to look away but had to see what he was doing. Derek let his pants fall to the floor.”Come here, man” I. My fingers reach around and gently massage your calf before beginning its travel back up. Arriving at your thong once again, my had transfers over to your right leg. My fingers, ever so slowly, slide across your mound and my thumb slightly rubs against your clit. Slipping hand over to your inner thigh, I glance at you and find your head laid back with your eyes closed. There is a look of contentment on your face. The intoxicating breeze flowing through the window blows your shiny hair back.