“I like working here because I get to see so many women dressed up to impress their man or possibly her waiter.”“If I’d know Dan was bringing ...e here for supper, I think I would have worn my birthday suit for you,” she said blushing at her bold comment.“Maybe I should do something about that.” Andrew raised his right hand and gently caressing her right breast, began to slowly unfasten the buttons on her dress. “I’m not stopping until you say so.”“Who’s, who’s stopping you!” she stammered. Her. She clearly didn’t want any protection or help from me, and I would have felt somewhat deflated, if Bianca Gifford hadn’t reached me and was kissing me on my lips and nipples and feeling my rising cock through the now-damp material of my pants.The chauffeur walked across the courtyard and opened the front door to the house, started turning on the interior lights, and disappeared from view.“Come, let me show you where we want the addition added on to the house,” Bianca said gaily, as she took my. " He said harsher then he'd meant to."You're the one who broke our agreement and went skinny dipping. At least I have a bathing suit on." She fired back. He glanced down and noticed that she was indeed wearing a bathing suit. Though it was far too tiny to cover everything. And at this moment he really wished everything was covered. Instead he could see the creamy white skin of her breasts all around the thin triangle of fabric in the center and her nipples were clearly outlined by the cold and. She then begins to push her lips over it in short strokes, just the tip at first, up and down, before taking the whole of his cock head into her mouth then she releases it. She does it over and over, faster and faster, each time moving a little further down the hard shaft. She smiles to herself as she hears him begin to moan again and she lightly strokes her fingertips around the base of his cock and over his balls. His hands wrap around her head, grasping her hair firmly, pressing her head.