She would start off with perhaps a bit of Mozart, move on to Debussy and Bach, and finally end with a couple of Tom’s favourite piano sonatas by Sch...ubert. The lilting music would take him down, relax him while he twirled and warmed the brandy glass between his palms. It was his favourite time of the week, and just for a moment Janet dared to look at the now empty chair that stared back at her from across the room. A memory of him, sitting there with his eyes closed, totally absorbed in the. This meant her legs were each side of my head so, of course, I reached up, grasped her buttocks and pulled her almost flat on top of my face. My tongue dived between the slick folds, licking our combined fluids whilst a finger sought her g-spot.My concentration on that mellowed the undoubted effects of her mouth, tongue and suction on my erection. Perhaps I was too enthusiastic because my face was suddenly deluged with a veritable flood, her leg muscles tightened dramatically and my cock was. They were open toe, with what was essentially a single very broad strap across the toes. And since it was warm enough to wear them, why not? She grinned as she looked down, and considered how they looked, perfect. She had chosen a pair of dark blue jeans that completely flattered her curves, and covered half of her foot, showing the heel at the back and the toes in front. From her tops, came a little flirty number that Eric had admired when he had first seen it. It was a blue cotton halter, the. He was ready to throw the control through the wall. I laughed at him, figured it couldn’t be that hard. Boy, did I get a surprise!’ ‘Well, I guess I was just lucky. If I started again, I’d probably bomb out at level three. Here, why don’t you take over for me? I’ve gotta be goin’ anyway.’ I handed the control to Lance and gave a wave to the guys as I let myself out the side door. My car was at the curb and I was careful to leave without any commotion, like squealing the tires or blowing the.