I asked if she could feel my hard cock. She said, "That's not your dick, that's your belt."I told her to feel around and she did. She realized I wasn'... wearing a belt. Once more I told her to keep doing that. I couldn't tell how she was reacting to all of this since her face was facing toward my cock. She kept playing around over my jeans regardless."If I take it out will you jerk it," I asked. She simply replied with 'sure'.She moved her head up as I took off my jeans. I unbuttoned my boxers. Her hands are so skillful and wonderful. She put me into a state of thinking about absolutely nothing, not asleep but mindless. When I returned to consciousness, I noticed a soft tongue playfully licking my ears and the back of my neck."I hate to go," she whispered. "I really, really hate to go. But I'm due to meet Michal and do design work on the crystal reader." More wet kisses on my ears... "And you have your call in ten minutes."Huh? Ten minutes? I blinked. Yikes! "Uh, thanks Sheffie!"She. She took her bra andshoved it in her pussy. Placing her blouse on her back,she tied pants around her waist over it to make a nicecomfortable seat for herself. Her pantyhose put overher head so that the crotch was covering her face andthe legs of them tied to her hair. She stood back andenjoyed the sight of her slut before picking up hershoes and mounting her on her back.“I’m tired and going to ride your ass all the wayhome,” she laughed. Slapping her ass with her own shoe,she. Her other hand was rubbing his hard sword, tiny drops of seed leaking from its head, mixing onto her hand. It was so big, her hands tiny in comparison.He moved back from her, her hands slipping from his cock. "Put your legs together."She was surprised, he always seemed to want her legs open and spread. She did not hesitate, closing her legs. Her surprise turned to disappointment and humiliation."Lift your butt off the table, I want to slip those lovely little cotton panties off. I don't think.