..er..i mean servicing you. I actually, uh.. mean..um helping you. You see most people don’t even take the time to talk with me so I thought that w...s really nice of you. So the work was the work was the least I could do.”“You’re a very nice guy Roger. I'm glad they sent someone who was as capable as you were. I’ll be sure to let your boss know how efficient you were too. I’m sure he’d like to know how well his employees treat their customers.”“That would be great Robin, I could really use a. “Only if it takes you that long to cum again.”“Maybe we’ll have to see how long it takes you to make me cum again at home,” she hinted.“Now my face is turning red instead of yours.”Sandra let his cock shrink and reluctantly put it back in his jeans. She refastened several buttons on her top, excused herself, and went to the washroom.While Brad waited for her return, he contemplated texting Abby as to what he and Sandra had done. Then told her about the fun they were having and she’d be a good. If Jean could not stay, perhaps she could go with him when he left. She knew he wouldn’t even consider the possibility of taking her . . .not unless she made him fall madly in love with her. Time was short, however, and she could only think of one way to accomplish it. Tomorrow, when Jeannette was in town, she would make him fall so much in love that he wouldn’t even consider leaving her behind. A mischievous smile came to her pretty lips as she began to work out the details while she busied. We were already mutually masturbating and dad was away on business. My grandparents were nearly deaf so we went into my room, unnoticed by them.Soon, we were placing our lips where we used to place our hands. Our clothes off, we explored everything that made us tingle.Our oral sex play, for the sake of eachother, was to full orgasm by both of us, neither wanting to be selfish.When we realized we were still 'hot', I found myself hovering over Trina, her pubes glistening with the dewy discharges.