Aiza wrote back that she shoulden't have called him a pervert. They both felt sorry for each other. Tom that knew that Aiza must have been quite shock...ed, and Aiza felt sorry for calling him a pervert. She said to him that she just never had seen anything like the things she saw in the mag. Tom asked her if she really never had seen anyone having sex on film or picture before. Aiza said that she never had seen a penis before, not hard like that. Tom asked her if she never was horny either. Aiza. It could be anything, from something simple to something very romantic. She hadn’t given me any clues, so all I could do was let my mind wonder. All sorts of ideas flowed through my mind as I waited for her return. As I sat there waiting for the love of my life to return, I began to feel a little uneasy. I had a nagging feeling in the bottom of my stomach. Something wasn’t right. It had been more than half an hour and I was really getting worried. "Is she in trouble? Should I go and check?" I. . Yeah, sorry, I don’t know anything about that.”“That’s fine” she said, placing her hands on her hips. “That’s not what you’re here for.”“Right. Vanessa said you were having some technical issues?”“Yes, it’s the strangest thing. Suddenly, my computer won’t turn on at all.”“Nothing happens when you hit the power button?”“Not a thing.”“That sounds like a hardware issue. Can I take a look?”Nadia crossed to her desk and pulled the large, rolling leather chair out of the way. “Please do.”As Josh. And those lovely lips . . . What did he want, pushing himself towards her? No, not that. She didn’t do that. His hands were on her face. Please, please. I can’t, I’ve never. Please, I’ve imagined, I’ve wanted so long. I want to watch. She could smell his muskiness, she could see the throbbing of his prick, she felt the heat emanating from it, and then the softness of its skin. She touched her lips to its warmth. Encouraged, he pushed his hips forward. She kissed it softly, then again, then.