Jerome reached for her first. His fingers alighted on the mauve lace at the top of the Basque cups that encased her breasts. “You look very beautifu... Claire,” he said quietly. She went to turn away but his hand rested on her shoulder again and his lips met hers. His hands stayed on her shoulders but there was another hand reaching between her thighs and its fingers were pushing against her sex. They ran down the length of the furrow between her pussy lips, pressing the material of her panties. "Next, they went over to the ladies clothing section. Fearing he mightbe in for more changes, Jenny just bought him a couple of t-shirts andjeans. This was different than the shoes, since she could wear thoseherself, so she didn't want to overcommit. At least Tim had clothes toget around now.On the way back to the office, Jenny looked at Tim and said, "Hey...whydon't you just come stay at my place tonight. I've actually got thenext week off anyhow and I want to keep monitoring you.. Her upper hand ran over my sensitive head, bringing me such pleasure that I could not speak. I shot what cum I had left in me, which wasn’t a lot. A ribbon of cum streamed over her nose and lips. The rest dribbled down my shaft and over her fingers. As I fought to catch my breath, Gail eagerly licked cum off her fingers and my manhood, finally running a finger over her nose and lips to get the last drops. She let those last drops drip off her finger in a long thread, and then sucked it all. She was realizing every dream of a man in seconds! Most of all, she was performing them well…- You know what boy? I will let you go with it if it is a diet coke. I am dying of thirst.She ran her right hand on my forearm, caressed my chest and my belly and put it in my pants. Firm but gentle, she took my shaft in experts hands and began to stroke it.- You played me a trick!- No, I…- Shut up! This is not diet coke, not even regular coke. I wanted to drink and I find in your trousers a sausage.And.