A small cry escaped her lips. Slowly and deliberately, she explored the deep recesses of her long, dark pussy. Her hips writhed in rhythm to her finge...s, and she knew that she was ready to come.Her hungry pussy was on fire. The doorbell brought her back to reality."Shit," she yelled in frustration. "I was so close." She stepped out of the tub, pulled on her panties and an old shirt, and ran to the door."Who is it?" she asked."I'm the janitor. I've come to fix your garbage disposal."She opened. I began sucking him off. Fredrick said, in a low voice, “Yesss, that’s it, do a good job young man…”I felt my cock strain up and out of the waistband of my favorite panties, just like when I was dressed up. I sucked him deep and his cock grew past the foreskin, revealing an arrow-shaped cockhead that was popping into my throat almost every time. I figured he was about eight inches, maybe not quite, but a nice meaty cock. I reached up and pulled his boxers down and my face away just long enough. With a strong dose of will power I managed to pull my gaze away and look across the table towards the kitchen. Just then Jersey walked away from me to take the platter of food to the counter and of course straight into my eyeline.She had on another pair of heels that clacked on the tile floor as she walked. Short but shapely legs encased in black nylon tottered over the shoes and disappeared eventually under a black skirt that was hardly a belt let alone a skirt.Of course the moment I looked. You continue teasing me with those sweet kisses and sucking bites and your hands travel up my sides, towards my back where you search for, but cannot find the clasp to my bra. I let out a small chuckle that quickly turns into as you groan and bite a little harder on my collar bone. Your hands move to my front, where you finally find the clasp to my bra and you do away with the bothersome piece of clothing. You push my hands behind my back and firmly hold them there in one of your own. I begin.