She was facing the mirror, still dressed from the waist down, but wearing only a black bra on top. And I could see that her right breast was actually ...anging out of her bra and being cradled in her two hands.For a second I thought I had simply caught a "snapshot" moment of this woman just easing her breast into the cup of a new bra she was trying on. But as I watched, it dawned on me that she was, in fact, having a "private moment" with her own breast, squeezing it, caressing it, and generally. I nodded and she moved down on me. Her sexy face framed by long blondish-brown hair went down on my pole and started to bob up and down. The sensation was indescribable. it was like the closest thing to total Niverna. Somewhere to meeting or understanding the purpose of life. I could feel her warm breath and hot tongue swallowing me. I watched her as her mouth took about last than half my length and travel back up leaving the part she had wet with her saliva.Me: Amber. Yeah baby suck my cock. I wanted to look really slutty for him, I put on a tiny black thong and a pink silky minidress along with fishnet stockings. I put my make up and my red heels. I was so nervous I took a few shots of tequila before he arrived to calm my nerves. the door soon rang and he was here, we sat down and had few beers, chat and relaxed. I just wanted to suck his cock right there. After 15-20 minutes of chatting. We went into my room, he looked like he needed some foreplay to get me into mood. But I was. Sure enough, he comes in about ten seconds after I've started pissing. He stands at the urinal beside me, on my right. I am holding my cock in my right hand so he can't really see it. He pulls out his cut cock and holds it in his right hand so I have a clear view of it. I pointedly look over at his cock and shift my pecker to my left hand so he can see it if he looks. Sure enough, he looks over. I turn to him and say, "Hi, how are ya?". He: "I am good, you?"Me: "I am good too."He: "So you got.