Women know I'm a fucking machine and seek my counsel." You could hit on the wrong wife, Sean. She could complain to the old man," insisted Don. "He'd ...toss your ass out in a second for bothering a married woman." Old Joe won't be running the firm much longer," Sean responded easily. "Timmy will be sitting in the big chair pretty soon and he'd never listen to baseless allegations made by some jealous husband, would you, Tim?" I'd do my best for you, Sean, but you'd be well advised to not find. "What a beautiful pink pussy! Shaved and smooth for me," he said triumphantly, as his hands slid around the curve of her hips, pushing the ripped nightdress up around her waist. He put his hands back on her knees and then his fingers worked their way up the inside of Kate’s thighs until his fingertips touched her swollen pussy lips. He parted her lips even wider with his fingers."So fucking wet Kate! Your hot little cunt is dripping for me, you horny girl! You really need to be fucked, don’t. In that hour we learned a lot about each other. I learned that she was 24 and had been acting and modeling all her life, loves to garden and is a fourth generation Japanese American. “You got me beat. I am a second generation Italian American. My grandfather came over from Italy when he was a baby.”“So your 26 live alone and help strange women on the side of the road. What do you do for work?”“Promise not to laugh?”“I promise”“I am a video game tester for Game Informer Magazine. I get paid to. She had thick, wild-looking, but perfectly styled dark hair to her shoulders, which were bare as her dress design was composed to expose them. Her skin had the glow of perfection, and her graceful neck rose up to a face so seductively lovely that it could have, indeed, launched a thousand ships beyond the stars.Her blue eyes sparkled when she looked at me and said, “May I please begin to fondle your penis?”“Absolutely!” I said. “But just through my pants. Don’t take it out yet.”She started to.