The air is thick with the smell of sex and sweat. After tonguing the entire area, I raise up on my knees, looking to Tatyana for an indication as to ...ow she wants me to proceed. As she extends her arms beckoning me to move atop her, I anticipate the final act is before us. I slowly move to a position where my erection is between her legs and the head is just inside her pussy. As I lay down in her arms, my cock sinks slowly into her. This is not going to be the wild, frenzied sex we partook. I found an enjoyable video that was making it even harder to resist touching myself.My fingers started to trace my body. I slowly moved my hand up my stomach and under my t shirt, grazing the bottom of my breasts. My skin was soft and the touch felt wonderful. My fingers made their way up further until I hit my nipples. I lightly squeezed and pinched them until they were erect. After teasing my nipples I moved along to full on boob grab. Cupping my entire, or at least what my small hands can. There was a floor. Then the camera moved around and stopped. It focused on a couch. Then a woman appeared, a completely naked woman. The face came into focus and it was Lisa!"Happy Birthday to You!" she sang, in the style of Marilyn Monroe at JFK's birthday.She then opened her legs wide, exposing her gorgeous pink fold. "Here's you cake! Blow your candle's out!" she said as she reached down and began rubbing her sweet pussy. Her fingers rubbing in between her puffy outer labia. Her tips began. “As you instructed, I made myself more accessible to Mr. Steele on the return trip in case he wanted to talk,” Jeannie Sexton said as a preamble to her conference call report.“Thank you, Jeannie,” replied Amanda from the eighth-floor conference room at Wallace Enterprises. She was joined by Gail Bennet, Kris Acosta, Nina Aldaco, Elliott Greer and Moe.“Did Mr. Steele act as we anticipated?”“Pretty much. He was enraged on the drive to the airport, and I could tell that he wanted to use his phone.