Then she took my breath away. Her closed lips began pushing down as the tip of her tongue followed. I could feel my cock entering this tight, warm, mo...st opening. Then deeper, deeper, as her tongue began caressing the underside of my cock. "There's a rest are coming. I'm gonna pull off. Please don't stop what you're doing." She hadn't even finished the instroke and already she'd profoundly affected my breathing.It was a large rest area; we pulled into the most remote parking spot there, and as. He took another long swig of beer. “You look absolutely ravishing, by the way,” he said to her. Instead of smiling, or rising to the praise, Valerie simply shrugged a shoulder and raised her dark blonde, arched brows, as if to say ‘I know.’“Oh I like you already,” Jack said. “A person of few words. Rare to find these days. Some people are just so….” he let his sentence go, trying to search for the appropriate metaphor.“Wordy?” suggested Valerie.“Yes,” agreed Jack Roth. “Wordy.”From the speakers. We drove into the porch 40 minutes later and I got out and stepped into the lobby to find a middle aged woman sitting there on a couch. She seemed to be in her late thirties or early forties, fair, flawless skin. She was about 5 feet 6, well endowed in the right places, but not plump. I looked at her and she nodded back in confirmation – not a bad start I told myself. We exchanged greetings and she led the way up to the 10th floor apartment I was renting.As I stepped into the studio, my doubts. ”“Oh, that’s easy. I’m Linny.”Faith laughed. “It’s easy for you. I haven’t figured it out yet. Maybe I’ll have you wear different colored bows in your hair.”Both girls truly were beautiful. They both had long blonde hair. Faith had never seen them wear their hair in anything other than a ponytail so a bow or ribbon would work. They had bright, twinkling blue eyes. Their faces were quite pretty and unblemished and reminded Faith of fine porcelain. And their bodies were developing their womanly.