I could smell her sweet natural scent mixed with a hint of coconut and that herbal stuff she used in her hair. Shelby moved off the chair still attach...ed to my lips then knelt down in front of me. She kissed her way down my neck, chest to my rising cock. She got the towel I had left on the bed and placed it in my lap then set her drink down and grabbed my bottle of Canadian Club. She put my semi-hard cock into her mouth without using her hands and withdrew to the tip. Shelby poured a little C.C.. She was mid to late twenties and very beautiful."Yeah," I agreed, my voice sounding strangely hoarse."Which one do you fancy most?" she asked."The one on the mixer," I whispered as if he could hear me even though I must be fifty feet away."Not bad," she mused. "Mind you, any one of them could have me if they played their cards right."My eyes scanned the other workers but my eyes were drawn back to my guy."Don't just stand there with your tongue hanging out, do something," she advised. "Write. "How'd you guess it's that big" I asked, thoughtfully pouring more gel in my palm before lovingly caressing it into her beautiful red hair. She pushed back and trapped my cock between her cheeks, then wriggled as she giggled; "I just measured it didn't I?"Lifting her head back and wagging her tongue at me mischievously to make me smile as I understood her innuendo. "Am I wrong?" she teased."No you're not wrong" I assured her calmly, holding her flaming red tresses tightly as I bent to return. Someone had obviously been made to spend the night on the sofa. Lewis was in the kitchen, finishing hi cup of coffee and half a piece of buttered toast, while Wanda, with marigold rubber gloves, carefully scrubbed out the oven. She glanced over to the doorway as Elizabeth entered before rolling her eyes and continuing, unimpressed, with her cleaning. ‘Good morning,’ said Elizabeth, clearing her throat which felt a little dry. Why was she always so nervous when she started a job like this? She.