I slide to my knees and my hands move to his belt, his eyes jerk open and with my eyes never leaving his, he pulls his pants down enough for me to gra... him gently. Still looking in his eyes I stroke him firmly and watch his eyes flutter. My mouth wraps around him and I swirl my tongue on his tip tasting him. I watch his eyes close and hear him moan. He grabs the back of my neck then his fingers grab my hair and pull. My eyes close and I moan. With a new eagerness, I go to work on him. Moving my. Although you are so damn cute when you’re all bothered.” She giggled at her remark, and I couldn’t help but smile. No matter how worked up she got me, she never ceased to make me smile. With a renewed sense of purpose, she popped my swollen cock head back into her mouth, her soft, velvety tongue doing indescribable things to my shaft on each up stroke. Her hands slowly slid to my backside, and her fingernails dug into my flesh as I watched her pick up the pace. She wasn’t teasing. I spied a nice large piece of luggage on a storage shelf, well above the rest of the stock piled on to the floor. She looked in the direction where I looked.She obviously was too short to reach the luggage, as was I.“Let me get ladder,” Tina replied in broken English. She disappeared through a curtained off section and reappeared a few seconds later, carrying a small step ladder. I stood back and watched as she positioned the ladder under the luggage storage shelf and then proceeded to climb up. " Jill didn't look wild about that idea either."It's not fair!" she moaned."Who said life is fair?" asked Babs."What do you want from me?" whined Jill."Darling," said Heather, "I was intent on you getting an education. I'm even more intent on that, now that I know Bobby would be here to keep an eye on you."Jill laughed. "THAT'S keeping an eye on me?" He kept an eye on me for two years, and on your aunt for her first year," said Heather."Like that?" asked Jill, looking at me a little more.