" "Yeah, er sorry, it took a bit more work and a few more parts than I thought. "He said. "OK, I tell you what, I'll blow you for it." she said as sh... took the bill from him. He was completely taken aback. "I mean it," she said, "you give me the bill and I'll suck your cock til you tell me to stop." He was speechless, eventually he says "Errrr, sorry lady, I'm a married man, I errr, I have a wife who does that kind of err, thing for me." "Not like I do, and I bet she don't get her friends. “The dryers are old. They can be a bit dodgy at times. Wouldn’t want you to go home with wet panties.” It’s far too late for that, Jeanie thought. “No sense doing that, when you can do something about it,” Joe continued as he leaned back against the table behind him, thrusting his crotch out toward her. “It would be a little silly,” Jeanie responded, and then reached back into the dryer. She took a deep breath as she gathered up a double handful of clothing. He couldn’t be any more obvious. ...I'm cumming. Your big cock making me orgasm. Fuck!! Fuck!!" yelled Daryl's Mom. I then pulled my cock all the way out. It was very wet. I climbed down one step from her. I leaned down to start licking her wet pussy. She orgasm a second time in my mouth, before I carried her to master bedroom.I spent the rest of the night fucking Mrs. Paige in just about ever position. She let me fuck her in every hole and cum all over her body. Daryl fell asleep on the floor next to the bed. He had to go get. I recall the email you had sent early in the week telling me of yet another event you had to attend. This time it was some swanky dinner at the Beverly Wilshire Hotel honoring the pointless talents of a colleague who brought in more business than whatever. Being the Chameleon inherent in my persona, I arrange with the coordinator of the event to pose as a waiter.About two dozen round tables fill the event room where the affair is being held. I flit about dressed in a white waiters coat.