Carla smiled, a cruel sensuous sadistic smile, as she slowly traced her long tapered and freshly painted red nails up the underside of his shaft. She ...as an expert at her craft, and as her fingers reached his glans, she gently took him between her thumb and second finger. She gently rolled his foreskin forward and back over the glans, and judging when the moment was right, toyed with the tip with her forefinger. Paul, like all the men that had gone before him simply couldn’t stand it. Within. As I mowed, I considered the situation. I had gone off half-cocked; if you could call the erection I had sported the reaction of a man half-cocked. Sue had shown no signs of having had sex, at least not until I had my way with her in the shower. Then I remembered that Sue always had meetings on Monday afternoon with most of the office staff. The meetings always lasted until quitting time, so she really had no opportunity to do the dirty, even if she had been so inclined. I had no reason to even. Now I was in my mini skirt and power puff girls panties underneath. I look at him and I could see the lust in his eyes.He stood up leaving me on the couch and started to take his pants off. There was big bulge in his undies. Then he came closer to me and brought his dick near my face and pulled his undies down slowly. Suddenly it popped out and slapped my face. It was hard (not the biggest one but it looked pretty thick). He then started to slap my cheeks with it.He took off my tshirt and was. I invited her in and as she walked past me the smell of cigarettes and beer past my nose. “Can I help you?” I asked, sitting my pistol on the table. She turned to me with a smile, but when she turned, she wasn't the elderly lady, but the young mother whose car had been broken down on the side of the road. She saw my reaction. I reached for my pistol and it was gone. “Calm down Jacob, I know this is a bit strange,” she started. “Every year, we spirits of Christmas are sent to see if there is any.