Quicker than his customer services representatives could say, ‘I can help you?’ Michael’s thirty-five million dollar investment mushroomed into ...ore than five billion dollars in customer deposits. Reporters from national newspapers wanted to interview the ‘Guru of Banking’. Financial magazines offered him a monthly column to write articles on investing. Publishers tempted him with advances to write his memoirs. Movie producers wanted to recreate his life story, would even cast him and anyone. But not for long. We both wanted more. This time, we had a long oral session on each other. Steve licked me all over. Neck, shoulders, tits, belly, legs, both front and back, feet, toes, the bloody lot. And of course, ended up on my very wet pussy.I was ready for some more of that lovely cock, and this time, I straddled him just like I had with Martin. But what a difference! Steve held my cheeks as he lifted me up and down on his shaft. I leant forward to get at his tongue, and there was no. My pussy began to turn hot as the blood from my body rushed between my legs, and I found myself breathing faster than normal since my pulse had quickened. My legs turned to water and I struggled to compose myself as I walked around, pretending to gaze and admire the sculptures around me. I received the shock of my life when the stranger came up very close to me and lightly touched my arm. I almost jumped out of my skin because by then, my entire body was ultra-sensitive and I was already wet. Trent was in underwear as the cougar pulled off his shirt as well, despite the temporary lack of vision from it covering his face for a moment, Trent kept the hands in the panties."Persistent shit," said Bri, as she took deep breaths again, frustrated by the hands being stuck in her panties.Now the playing field was somewhat more leveled, Bri in just her tight panties and Trent in his underwear, a tricky game had begun. Bri immediately put a hand inside of the underwear of her lover, stroking.