”“Coming right up,” she said as she returned to the front.I pulled out my own phone, but I honestly spent about as much time checking out the wo...an across the way as anything. There was something about the way she moved that was inherently, gracefully sexy. The subtle kick of her crossed leg under the table. The fluid motion of her hand lifting the fork. The dainty way she put every perfectly cut bite of pancake between her lips.She had me mesmerized.Even as I was eating, I found it hard to. Being a photographer, I get to take photos of all manner of things: landscapes, people, architectural things, sunsets, and I enjoy them all…mostly the people, and yes, mostly the females that I work with. So when it came to working with fresh-faced young Izzy, I knew that I was going to be in for a treat. She was 20, slender, tall and blonde and had beautiful C-cups and by god she held herself magnificently. This was a woman who knew power, sex and money, though she didn't flaunt it. And she. "Well, I will have to teach you another lesson. This one you will NEVER forget. I want you to get on your knees and suck my cock. Suck it like you did Andy's."I dropped to my knees and undid his pants. I took his thick cock out and sucked the head of it into my mouth. I got it very wet and slippery, and started taking more and more into my mouth. His hands grabbed the back of my hair and he guided my movements. I sucked slow and deep in and out for a while. His thrusts became more frantic, and. Damn female telepathy.Huntly had brought a football for Robbie to autograph, and it didn't take much persuasion to get her to throw a couple passes. I was drafted to receive. Huntly wanted to see Robbie tackle someone, but Cinnamon put her foot down and said it wouldn't be Huntly. There was a short private discussion, and I caught the words 'knee, ' 'skiing, ' and 'shithead.'Then the universe smiled. Kenny showed up.I looked over to where Huntly was still arguing with Cinnamon. "Huntly, watch.