It looked so good I knew I had to taste it.I dropped to my knees in front of him with his cock pointing straight at me. Like a school girl unsure abo...t licking her first lolly I stuck my tongue out to taste it. It was slightly salty but also delicious.“Why don’t you kiss it?” I heard him pant.I lent forward and gently kissed the tip of his cock. I hadn’t tasted cock before and was unsure what it would be like but here I was wanting desperately to fit it all in my mouth. I continued to kiss. We had not met since 2-3years. And our incomplete make out sessions had filled me with lust beyond control for him. More than often I had imagined ripping of his clothes and licking his chest and blowing him. So the day finally came when I was about to meet him. I was so excited that I wanted to dress like a complete slut for him. I knew he wanted me as much as I wanted him. So I dressed up in a short hot pink skirt which ended just underneath my round ass. It was so short that anyone could see. “Like ... blackmail?”“Yeah,” I said. The gazes in the room shifted to Liz.“Travis?” Susan said through the line in her warning voice.“This is about hearing all the options before we make a decision,” Glen said. “If he has something up his sleeve, I’m willing to listen.”Glen Carter had the least to lose of anybody in the room. He didn’t record music any more. He didn’t go on tour. He made his pile of money and spent very little of it. The others were in different boats. Their incomes (and their. Although Dan said nothing specific about he and Laura, Artsy sensed something traumatic was underway. I really don’t feel like talking on the phone about this, Dan told her. Artsy didn’t press for whatever Dan’s this was; she knew he needed her. “Can we get together tonight? Meet me at The Palette at eight, okay Dan?” Dan was still in his mood when he arrived home to his empty house, but twisting the key in the door lock seemed to transform him. Instead of looking for Laura, he thought of the.