"Brenda, they're just down on their luck and they were all very nice tome, actually much nicer than some of the people I've met modeling." Tell me mor... about your Paul?" He's not my Paul, he's just a very nice man who I like being with. Hetreats me like a princess and he wants to see me again." Do you want to see him?" Yes, very much," Tiffany said as she blushed."My goodness, is this a new Tiffany Rollins I see standing next to mydesk?" No, I'm the same person." The Tiffany I knew wouldn't be. Was that moisture I saw beading her vulva? What had gotten my wife excited? My foot massage? Or was she remembering the men she had fucked today. Watching you, I told her, staring into her hazel eyes. The two words hung in the air between us. Erin licked her lips. We both felt it, our relationship was about to change, and it was all up to Erin. I kept rubbing her feet as she thought, my thumbs kneading the soles of her feet. Is that what you really want? she finally asked. I cant stop thinking. As we sat on the sofa talking in hushed voices so as not to wake my boyfriend who was only a few feet away in the next room, I could see T looking at me with a glint in her eye. She was gently nibbling on her bottom lip practically begging me to come closer. I took her glass fom her hand and placed it on the floor. As i bent over she started caressing my tattoo on my lower back with her soft finger tips. i ran my hand slowly across her denim covered thighs. she started to kiss my neck running. But he was also going to die if he didn't get to squirt his cum, and the only place he wanted to blow his load was down Becky's gulping throat. There was something hot and sexy about coming in a girl's mouth. The idea had always lurked just beneath the surface of Nick's fantasies, and yesterday afternoon he'd learned that it really was all he'd imagined it might be--and more. Now he needed to do it again.Suddenly he heard the sound of a voice calling his name."Oh, shit!" he whispered, shoving.