He didn’t mind because what else could her bumbling seducer of fourteen years ago expect? Buck left at 3:00 before the females became too drunk and ...egan pestering him. Gloria’s grandmother made him nervous at the way she kept staring at him. Amelia kissed him on the front porch and he could feel her tongue tip pushing against his lips. Jesus. ‘Try to date Gloria darling. She needs some damn hard screwing.’ ‘I only date these days for companionship,’ he said and at that Amelia let forth a. My mind reeled, “how could anyone look so sweet and feminine yet have a cock that was now in my mouth?” I wondered as I felt her cock touch the back of my throat.I ordered a scotch rocks and turned her way and she pointed to the empty seat of her booth. My first reaction was she must be a working girl. Yet she didn’t give off that vibe. ‘If she is a prostitute,” I thought as I tried to decide what to do, “she’d be damn expensive.” I nodded and walked over, “May I join you,” I said.“Most. As I had hoped, she spread my legs and her tongue found my button. She started to work her fingers into my hole slowly working them in and out as she sucked on my button, working it wildly with her tongue. I was bucking in no time almost falling off the chair. Sally stopped and lifted me to the bed, sat me on the edge with my legs hanging over the side and attacked my pussy again. She had worked several fingers into me pumping in and out. She stopped eating me and focused on getting her. For the next few weeks, we continue to share texts, stories at home, and emails at work, escalating our sexual tension. Work became torturous, as you would steal touches here and there&hellip, Id be sitting at my desk and feel your hand on my neck, your hands running through my hair, a quick and light slap of my ass, your fingertips trailing down my spine, your large warm hand wrapping around my waist briefly, your lips against my neck as you steal a quick hug while youre sitting down. Each.