Some women had real sensitive nipples and Rachel was one of them. She whispered to me “Ken I love that, keep sucking them till I tell you to stop”... I slowly sucked on each nipple as she began to squirm on my lap. Then her hand went to work undoing my shirt and belt buckle. As I continued to ravish those firm nipples my hand wandered up her skirt and my finger found her pussy. Of course she was not wearing any underwear. Soon her whole body responded and her moans grew more frequent. Her hips. I'm surprisingly nervous as I slide to my knees in front of him. "Okay." I whisper more to myself than anything. I slid my hand beneath his shirt and ran my fingers through the fuzz on his stomach. His body twitched at my touch and I enjoyed the warmth of his flesh beneath my fingertips. I undid the buckle of his belt and tugged softly on his jeans. "Ass up, these have got to come down." I smiled at him and I was glad he smiled back as he lifted his rear so I could slide his pants down past his. Bendix lowered his eyes again, unable to meet Sir's strong gaze for more than a few seconds at a time. He felt embarassed that his cock was already fully erect and he hadn't even...The server set two drinks down at their table and Sir smiled. His hand snaked under the table and slid up the rough denim thigh of Bendix's jeans. Until his little finger touched Bendix's cock. “Hmmm. Now you.” Bendix wanted to so very much, but... Suddenly Sir grabbed Bendix's left hand and pushed it hard. Pale enough that she burned easily, the blonde preferred the air-conditioned environment of a gym for her exercise, and usually begged off of biking trips, leaving him and Fiona to enjoy long rides together. They’d been doing that off and on for the last month, and the camera was a constant companion on their outings. Jahn’s photographs were strictly amateur, but he had a skill for recognizing good landscapes or other scenes to shoot, and was starting to acquire a sizable collection..