‘It’s nice to see you’re still a gentleman,’ she said, smiling. ‘Ah…yeah…my…my Mom would kill me if she ever found out I wasn’t,’ ...ason said. He closed the door, walked around to the driver’s side of the truck, got in, and started the engine. ‘Where are we going?’ Karen asked. ‘You ever eat at Cap’n Hal’s?’ Jason asked. Cap’n Hal’s was the best seafood restaurant in town, maybe in the whole state. ‘Once,’ Karen replied. She looked across the cab of the truck at Jason, who was wearing well-worn. It was the hottest day of the year so we were both covered in sweat by the time we were done. "Hey Scott, can I use your shower?" David asked. "Yeah sure, go ahead." I replied. He went into the bathroom, but left the door open. I carefully crept to the door and peeked around the corner. His back was to me and he had already taken his shirt off. He dropped his jeans to the floor after taking off his socks. His underwear perfectly outlined his amazing ass. He turned on the water, adjusted the. Emma’s pussy was like Niagara and her juice drizzled down his fingers as he pressed them into her further. “Yes! Andy get them fucking trousers off now,” said Emma, without raising her voice. It was more than a welcome relief, as he stood and unbuckled his belt and drew down his flies. His cock was so hard, he sighed as the pressure was released. Emma rolled her tongue along her bottom lip slowly as she eased his boxers down. “Hmmm... you have such a nice hard cock Andy,” she said. Andy looked. In the corridor a sign pointed her the right way.She studied her own reflection in the bathroom mirror. ‘Yes. Very businesslike. I’ll knock ‘em dead’ she tried to convince herself. And indeed she did look the part with her striking appearance. Very short cropped black hair, slightly longer on top, thick rimmed glasses in the ‘cat eye’ style, black jacket, tight knee length skirt with a white blouse. A big necklace that said ‘I may look business, but I’m unorthodox’ hung around her neck. Full.