Katie turned her head to the side and closed her eyes, ashamed at being seen with her pants down in front of these men she didn’t know. The man with...her ankle reached his hand up to her crotch, grazing his fingers over her mound, and up toward her flat, taught stomach that was now being showcased as her t-shirt climbed higher and higher up with the friction of her body sliding out of the stall. Katie writhed a bit, but only succeeded in shimmying even further out of her t-shirt, twisting her. .you lick from myclit down..inside me with your tongue.. I can barely stand it..arching ....my pussy is sooo wet..the feel of your breath on me..yourtongue..your mouth..devowering me..licking..sucking .."dont stop" I said breathlessly...harder you suck on my clit..yourfingers moving faster in...out....one..two..three fingers inside me...you lick around your fingers as they move in and out of me..now sucking my juices you rub my clit ..hard..quickly...."mmmmmm...dont stop baby...make me cum...". Doubtful," Chelsea frowned. "Iwork with so many hot hunks and it never works out." That's a shame," said Ryan sarcastically, turning his back, holding hisgrin."You'd think it would, right!" said Chelsea, getting emotional. "Everytime I think I find someone. BAM, no good." There.. there Chelsea," said Ryan, giving her a hug, patting her back."You just haven't talked to the right guys then?" I know! It's just I like a certain type. Sensitive.. Good looking...and not jerks! You'd think there would. I knew he had pulled strings to get me the position at the Embassy and it was my way of returning the favor because I knew he was still sexually active and he hadn’t had any since his wife passed away only six months prior.At the moment he was down there eating my pussy quite expertly and I wondered if he had done that with his wife or had a series of affairs on his overseas assignments where his wife was unable to accompany him.When he mounted me a second time, I marveled at his vigor for his.