It was of average length and curved up towards his belly button. It was so hot under my touch. I was amazingly turned on at being able to jack him off.... We both were speechless, only moaning under the pleasure gained from the naughty feeling of what we were doing. After about 15 minutes, I broke the silence. Ryan, did you want to go down on me? He didnt speak, merely looked me in the eyes, shuffled his body into place and wrapped his tender lips around my dick. I squirmed and writhed my hips. I sat him down on the bed and started talking to him to relax him a bit, he was really upset and said that he was not very comfortable around girls (can you imagine me being called a girl) and he just mumbling how sorry he was. I put my arm around his shoulders and he moved his head down onto my shoulder. I was trying to make him feel better, but I guess from the angle he was in he could see right down my scrub top. All at once he stopped mumbling and reached up and locked his hand back onto. She looks across at Isobel who also smiles. Lisa decides she has misread the smile. After all, Andy will not want an escort as he has his trophy wife doesn’t he. Andy says he and Isobel will go to the hotel to freshen up and they will meet in the restaurant at 7pm. Lisa also heads home to freshen up. Lisa showers, touches up her make-up and thinks what to wear. Sexy or conservative she wonders. Bugger it, sexy. After all tonight I am dressing for me not a customer. Pulling out the second dress. It was just another human quirk. With her new-found confidence and knowledge she had headed out to her studio to work, feeling a little guilty that she had wasted most of the working day drinking coffee and searching the internet. While she rented a studio space for her art and décor business in the industrial district closer to town she also had a personal studio at home that she could work in. Her large suburban home sat on a half-acre of land and down along the back fence an old word-working.