As I rubbed the tip of my cock against her slit I had to ask: Are you sure? I do not want this to be something you regret. She looked up at me her eye...s, grabbed my hips, and thrust upward, pushing about two inches into her. She gasped, and shivered, as did I. I continued to move forward, pausing to get accustomed to the the velvet vise clamps on my shaft. After a few more inches, I hit a wall, and she froze beneath me. I stopped and said Do or die… She gritted her teeth, and murmured Do…fuck me. With one hand I caressed her thighs, then slid my fingers between them to find her slit. She was shaved, but not that day - I could feel a little stubble. Her cunt was very wet with what felt like natural lubricant, so I guessed she was enjoying my touch. I continued to kiss my way up to her neck while I slipped a finger between her nether lips and found her clit. I kissed her ears, her throat, and her cheeks while stroking her clit gently with a slight circular motion. She moaned with. This time, he grabbed my hair and began to bob my head up and down much faster and harder than what I would've done myself. In what seemed like 10 minutes, I was able to fit around two thirds of his cock in my mouth. I could also feel that my makeup has gotten quite messy. The pile of spit and drool on my chin has surely ruined my lipstick, and my tears from gagging definitely made my mascara run. By this point, I was vigorously throatfucking myself with his cock. I would lift my head off his. Dancing with Gerald was not nearly as scary as it once had been. In fact, rather than dance around security, I was willing to partner with him. I pulled out my phone.To give him his due, Gerald did not ask the obvious question, which was why I wanted to know about Sheila's recent movements. He simply gave me a status report. I then informed him that I intended to invade her space a little, starting with the bags she had left in the car. Gerald's only reply was, "Yes, ma'am."Next, I found.