I slowly move my hands from your breasts and down your stomach and start to massage your inner thighs, you try and press closer so your clit will hit ...my hand, but I am far enough down your leg so not to touch your now engorged clit. Slowly I move my hand from your inner knee and up to the softest part of your inner thigh, it is so soft with the oily water and your muscular thighs it feels incredible. I can't wait any longer as my cock is staining at your back and you squirming like you've never. . I was wondering..." You know where I live?" Yeah ... I think so."He gave her the address, waited while she wrote it down, then said, "Be here in twenty minutes. Don't be late, or I won't answer the door." But..." Shut up, and get your ass over here."He hung up before she could utter another word.Laura glanced at the bedside clock, jumped out of bed, ran to the bathroom and peed.She brushed her teeth, and threw on the same dress she'd worn the night she'd met him; and hurried out the door. I don't know," she said doubtfully."Of course, I'm right," he stated firmly. "Now, let's have a little drink. I feel so uptight, I need something to relax." I don't think so..." she began."Oh come on, Mrs. Frampton. You do have a drink every once in a while don't you?" he asked, his gaze penetrating her.He knows. He can smell the scotch I had before he came."Okay, what'll be?" he asked, automatically going for the bar and then stopping, "with your permission, of course." Go ahead, Mr.. “If it is as big as I say you have to give me a blow job and if it isn’t, you get whatever you want.” “Ok,” said Diana, thinking to herself, what the hell, I’m about to explode again anyway, so if I’m going to let him finger me like a high school girl I might as well do something for him. She normally gave handjobs in high school but an occasional blow job were reserved for special dates!Mark pulled down his pants and reveled his cock. Although there wasn’t enough light to see really well,.