..My most favorite thing to do is pick up the phone and call a plumber, electrician, handyman or some other blue-collar tradesman. I love the rough, h...iry, sweaty, primitive types best. The more uncouth, dirty and brutish, the better!I always make up a story about a leaky tap or squeaky door hinge or some nonsense. Of course, they always say they can't see a problem at which point they alway turn around to see me bent over with my tight little skirt hitched up. I hardly ever wear panties so. As we snogged his hand moved down and touched the front of my jeans, I did the same to him, now we were kissing and touching each other. Then suddenly a voice said “Nigel what are you doing” as we sprang apart there was Nigel’s mum, Nigel stammered his words unconvincingly. Nigel’s mum, Susan, said “Go up to your room and we’ll talk later” as Nigel scuttled away. Susan walked into the garage and I followed her in, as she approached the work bench, she turned to face me. “I was only comforting. I didn't want to tell you because I knew you'd be so worried. But it worked! The ring protected me from his powers." How can you be sure?" Well, after we ... had our fun last night, he tried to claim me. He did the same thing earlier tonight, too. You know Devin, he'd love to have a succubus all to himself, so he couldn't resist testing the ring to see if it would actually work." But it did..." Calyndi's brief pangs of jealousy had faded. Now, she was thinking of only one thing: how was she. " That's not where you liked having me the most. Me and my big cock."Her hand appeared under the table and went to his lap. His hand vanishedunder her short skirt and she gasped."Um, Max. We're out in public." It's private enough for one of your super blowjobs. I know you miss thefeel of my tool stretching your jaws." You sure haven't changed." And I'm sure you haven't either. So do you want to show me you stillhave skills, or just go home tonight with the no-dick wonder who's underthis.