.. oh yeah... you can d**** me over a vibrating washing machine..... and you can fuck me like.... like that.... mmmmmm," I say getting very excited by...the idea, cum already dripping down my thighs at the thought. Intrigued, your only response is to stick your hand in my pussy. Then you take out your hand, and I gasp, as you lick off the wetness one finger at a time.The remaining elevator ride and car ride to the laundry mat, were not quick enough for me. When we get there we rapidly shove our. I hear a zipper followed by the sound of fabric hitting the ground. He presses his member to my lips rubbing the head over my lips, his pre-cum smearing my lipstick. “Open your mouth,” he hisses.I shake my head and he grabs my face with one hand pressing into my cheeks forcing my lips to part slightly, his other hand pries my mouth open and he slides in.I shudder slightly as his cock assaults my mouth, drops of pre-cum hit my tongue and I moan in spite of myself. He’s thick and while I. Your arms and legs will be tied to supports we will slide on the spit after you are impaled. They will keep you steady and rotating over the coals, nothing is left to chance.? he said.?I’ll go for it!,? Cindi yelled out.?Just one request, can we make the spitting last as long as possible, please?? ?Of course, for you girls, anything you want. Now, as for the fire pit, do you want it to go quickly or not? It’s up to you how close you are to the coals.??Fast, please, I don’t want to slowly cook,. She was smart and articulate and very attractive and the more time we spent together the more at ease we were and seemed like we knew each other a long time. Among other things I found out she had exited her last relationship a year ago and had been so busy with work that she hadn't connected with anyone. At the end of the day we decided on the buildings we would tour in two weeks. I would fly in Monday night and would tour building Tuesday and Wednesday morning and fly out late that afternoon..