He'd push his tongue through my pussy lips and tongue fuck me deep and hard. It’s the most amazing feeling when he goes deeper and deeper into my cu...t. My pussy is especially juicy and would make her squelching, juicy noises, when I’m get fucked, or in this case tongue fucked. I’ll then rub and massage his warm and now cum filled balls, while I use my fingers to stroke and suck his cock. His cock feels so good in my throat. After a while, I’ll let out a scream and will orgasm on George’s. Those jean skirts that they wear, short and you occasionally get a glimpse of of a pair of panties, just enough to get the cock hard but thats it. I swear, everything is a fucking cocktease. Who the hell ever came up with this shit? They should just make women walk naked everywhere, it'd make life easier and definitely lower the level of premature asshole I have to deal with when it comes to a vagina.Anyway, I'm horrible about tangents, let's get back on topic:She just undressed me...with. How many times I’d see a cute guy on the way home and want to approach him knowing Brad was going to be at work or too tired, and instead I’d end up coming home, watching porn and whacking off, imagining my own fantasies of sucking and fucking. I’d even intentionally leave videos of me intensely whacking off in the hopes of his wanting to drop his work and just wildly fuck, but it wasn’t happening…and I was about to fucking burst. I told him, not even in jest, that in the two and half hour. What can you actually finish in the next few weeks until your operating budget flat lines to zero?" You still want to make the top upstairs bedroom the master?" He asked and I nodded. "Ok, that's about 80% done and we can finish that. For the rest, I'd suggest that we try to finish the ground floor, especially the kitchen/dining room and just ignore the entire second floor bedrooms and baths. They're sort of liveable, in a rough and tumble sort of way, but they won't pass code. That's going to.