The buttons on my blouse continue to uncouple. My top opens. Glancing down, I see the heavy cleavage from my own tits. Looking forward, I see the affe...t on Roger's cock. It still points down, but it is definitely longer than before."Very nice," He compliments. "Better than any erotic magazine." Very nice," I want to say myself, but don't. I remain quite and only look. He elongates to 8 and then maybe 9-inches in length, and then it starts to rise. He stands up against the table and faces me at. Don’t wait up. ] Strange , she hadn’t said a thing about going out, especially on a Wednesday night. I took a quick shower, watched some TV, about eleven thirty I called it a night. I woke up early, before seven the next morning, went into the kitchen and made coffee. Ashley’s door was still closed, I figured she was still asleep. I was sitting at the table reading the sports section of the paper, when she came in moving a bit slower than normal. “Good morning”, she mumbled. “Morning,. She got dressed and had just finished putting her boots on when she passed the window and saw that the guys were back so she pulled a chair across and sat down where she could be seen and made a point of taking her time putting on her make up, making sure that they could see her if they happened to look over. Sure enough, a couple of minutes later the guy who had blown the kiss noticed her sitting there and waved across. She smiled at him and blew a kiss which she said made them both laugh. She. And added a little more pressure with each lick. Her hand again found its way to his hair and pulled him in tight. Her legs wrapped around his head and held him in place. He sped up just slightly, maintaining the pressure she needed. “Almost there….don’t you dare fucking stop…” He could almost hear her with her thighs locked around his head. He picked up the pace ever so slightly. He felt the other hand grab his hair. He felt her thighs squeeze harder. Faster he licked. Harder. Tighter grip on.