"Do you want me to suck it now"? I asked"Fuck yes" he said again.I backed up from his balls sliding back up the shaft of his cock, but this time with...my mouth open. When I reached his head, I put it right in my mouth and sucked gently as I began to moan from my own pleasure. God, I love to suck cock. My head began to bob slowly on his fat cock, each time taking it a little deeper. His hand was still on my head and one of my hands was massaging his balls as my other hand reached for my own. The movie played through her head as she closed her eyes, the leading man replaced by the handsome tech from her office in her languid half-dream. Andrea felt the tingling of wetness gathering between her legs as her nipples stiffened against the slippery material of her pajamas.Knowing she would never fall asleep while she was in such a state, she opened a drawer of the nightstand and retrieved her best friend, George. Her pajama bottoms and panties soon bunched at her ankles as the vibrator. He was busy so he asked me to sit down. The chair was at his desk opposite him. I looked around as he finished what he was writing. It was then I noticed a partially covered picture on his desk of a hunky man, a light hairy chest and abs to die for. The trail of hair went down further but was obscured by some papers over the top. I was dead keen to see the rest, so tried to move the papers on top but they were being held in place by other papers on top also.I had always had a bit of crush. Wilma felt the need to explain. "Gerry wanted some help with his homework." Oh, yes, Miss. The Ugly Duckling thing. And Cinderella, and Boy Meets Girl. I've done all those. I made it Girl Meets Girl, though, to make it more interesting. Miss... ?" Yes?" Wilma was now seriously regretting wearing this dressing gown."You know Friday night? You weren't going to tell, were you? Only I'd get into loads of trouble. I had to sneak indoors and run upstairs without my bra." She giggled musically. "It.