I was looking into her eyes and was lost in them.I was falling for her. I was in love with her. I then wrapped my arm around her waist and pulled her ...loser while holding her other hand. She was surprised, but she liked it. We were very close to each other we could feel each other’s breath. But at the same time, the closeness was making my cock hard.On any normal day, I would have pressed it against her and as was my plan. But today, it felt different. I didn’t want to ruin the romantic moment.. I know you wanted me to get down to where you really wanted to be kissed and licked. I wanted you to feel my desire for sucking your hard cock. I removed your shorts to reveal a beautiful, hard, throbbing cock waiting to be seduced. I looked into your blue eyes. Gazing into them, letting you know I was pleased with you and I couldn't wait until you were in me. I knelt down, grabbing that cock that felt like steel and gave him a gentle squeeze, while scratching your balls with my long red nails.. . canadien?“ [My goodness! You speak French so well, but the accent ... no, not France ... Canadian?]Tom grinned. “Got it in one, Madam. Sometimes the French think I’m making fun of them with my Québécois accent.”“Non, non! Your français ees quite goood. I weesh you were weeth us longer.”Mr Swithart broke in. “Now that you’ve thoroughly impressed Emilie—Lynette, do you speak French too?” he interrupted himself.“Yes I do, and the two of us can get by in German as well,” she answered.“Brilliant,”. . Too much.. her body gathered, tensed, hovered on the brink..Rap! Rap! A knock at the front door. Rosalie gave a startled yelp and quickly rearranged her clothes before scurrying to the door with Lawn Boy’s money. He thanked her with his dazzling smile and left her breathless and blushing.Oh, God! Was it already eleven o’clock? She had a doctor’s appointment right after lunch and she had not had her bath yet. Rosalie rushed to the bathroom and quickly jumped in the shower. The warm water.