“In my limited experience one-night-stands have no strings. Any more than one night and it all begins to get complicated,” I say, pulling my hand ...way and logging into the system. I log his name, the title of the painting and its price.He smiles dashingly back at me. “Perhaps you’ll come over to help me find a place to hang it. You know where I live after all,” he murmurs softly.“I’m sure you’re perfectly capable of finding a place to hang your painting by yourself,” I reply, almost. Suddenly he pushed back from me standing up. kitty we shouldnt he said to me. But i was in to deep to lesion, my eyes when straight to his errection clearly visible under his jeans. As he unbuttoned his jeans to push his boner back down, i got down on my knees in front of him my mouth open wide. He looked down at me with the most horny eyes i had ever seen, he let his arms fall to his sides. My hands when straight to his errection, pulling it out of his boxers. I slide my hand down the shaft,. “Silly boy, are you hard right now?”“No,”I answered, knowing full well what was happening in my pants. “Is it difficult?”“What?”“To be all hard like that.”“It's not as hard as it looks.”“You really are cute,”she said, while slowly moving her hand to my crotch.“I'm going to ask one more time now. Do you want me to take care of your true desires.”“Yes,”I said.“Yes what?”“Would you please take care of it fo me.”“Good boy, I knew you would see things from my point of veiw.”She said with a nice. I groan as you lick, your tongue so hot, so wet...! I don't know how much more of this I can stand, but I'm certainly gonna find out!Your t-shirt has rucked up some more from all the play, at least three inches of your belly on display, decorated by the cutest belly-button I've ever seen.... I've seen you wearing less that this; you've been laying out in your bikini all summer, but somehow that three-inch gap means more. Maybe because my hand is stroking lightly across it and you're moaning.