. She had got great pleasure and she removed my pants and jockey… Then she started to rub my wet cock… She licked my balls and my cock… She plac...d it to her mouth and gave me a good blow job… As I was a virgin I cum med before one minute… She drank all and cleaned my penis with her tongue…She then came back to my face and locked my lips with her.. The essence of her juice in my mouth and mine in hers made us mad again… I asked her to stand in doggy position.. She obeyed that and I stood behind. I turn around and look up at you…when did you take your shirt off? Looking so amazing and eyes full of so much…lust, ardor, cariño, I reach my hands up to your face and manage to lift my head to kiss you. A kiss of gratitude, amazement, love to the core. I slide my hands down the front of your body to the button of your jeans. I want to please you, but you stop me. ‘Please,’ I tell you, ‘I need YOU.’ In a seek-and-you-shall-find manner, you stand up and drop your jeans, revealing the fabled. " Hi, Mandy ... I think I'll have the pork chop with baked potato. And I'd like a beer with that, if you don't mind." Sure, Harold ... would you like a bowl of soup first?" What is it?" Chicken Royale." Sounds good." What about you, Lisa?" I'll have the Lasagna with a glass of red wine, no soup." Coming right up." Mandy's right: you don't come here that often. What's the occasion?" Word has descended from on high ... Judge Thatcher has finished studying the question; she will render her verdict. I chuckled to myself when I saw the plastic ball and chain around her left ankle. A bachelorette party. “Let’s ask James Bond,” the tall, leggy redhead in the group nudged the bride to be, as she blurted out the words. I was dressed in an Armani, single-breasted, peaked lapel, tuxedo, on my way to a formal dinner party for a retiring work colleague. He worked in our, London, Ontario, office. I grinned at the tall, leggy redhead’s reference to James Bond. The soon to be bride shook her head,.