I walked into the front room, walked around and posed for him. He was sitting in the chair with his hands on his lap, grinning from ear to ear, stood ...right in front of him and told him to put his hand on the arms of the chair, there in front I could see the bulge that he’d tried to hide. I leant forward and undid his trousers, slowly unzipping them so that his cock sprang forward, still hidden by his flimsy pants, he went to grab me, but I told him to sit still or the show was over. I got him. ..- Be a good boy...- Open for Sir Edmond here...- Be a good boy...He keeps going and Sir Edmond now touches my lips with his dick, I barely notice as I'm terrified and also sort of mesmerized.- That's ok.- Be a good boy...- Nobody will know.- Be a good boy....- Open...- Be a good boy...- Open for Sir Edmond here...- Be a good boy...- Open for me...- Be a good boy...As he says this, I don't know what happens but my lips open a little, Sir Edmond does not push and just 1 or 2 centimeters of. Coming back to story my monitor or cpu had a very loose contact and time and again it would shut down and in start i used to not no and she used to come and fix the wire by coming back of me and sitting down , and i used to just ouch my chair little inside, slowly t became a routine and i used to thank her always, it used to happen sometimes 3-5 times and it is during this time that once i noticed that she instead of holding the side of my chair for balance slowly started touching/catching my. Her intentions were clear he would have to get naked first. Carrie tugged at the cotton pants inch by inch pulled them down releasing his hard cock. Down his muscled thighs, till all was revealed. She gave him an impish smile proud of her achievement he lay there gazing at her, hungry for her touch. She looked so hot, so sexy the firelight playing over her skin, illuminating her features in a most pleasing way. Another impish smile crossed her face, as she slid around facing away, showing.