"You'll be here when I get back? I'm a fucking mess under these clothes."I nod fast. "I'm here on business, remember?"Grabbing her shoulder bag, she g...rins and strides to the door. "Business has never been better."The latch clicks behind her, leaving the air conditioning and me alone. I pull the sheets up over my erection that refuses to flag, anticipating her return with every fibre of my being. ~o0o~Her.The ache was incessant. His taste on my tongue lingered while I should have been working.. He fought himself, but the deepest parts of his soul cried for him to go to her, to cling to her for dear life. “Look at me, baby,” she purred as she drew the shirt from her other breast, “look at how big I am.” It was the most beautiful sight he had ever laid eyes on. She raised herself up on her hands and let her overly full breasts hover only inches from his face. He closed his eyes. He summoned every last ounce of strength in his frail body for a last defense and, when he opened his lids. Grazing me with her firm hard breast. Subtle soft kisses higher up my vagina blew. I opened to her orgasm. As we had oral sex over and over. For what seemed hours.her finger teased between my nipple: massaging my breasts slowly.’ Your intoxicating ‘ she said. Finger fucking me slow.’open’ as she gazed at me. Entering me slowly. Fucking me hard.and orgasming between my legs again and again.as I lay on the coach,, her hands massaging my breasts.. slowly..grazing between my legs her lips. What are doing down there?”“Measuring your pussy. Be still.”“I can’t be still. You try to be still when someone is measuring your pussy.”“I don’t have a pussy.”“You know what I mean. Oh, Davy, haven’t you measured enough?”She was starting to drip and whimper. Our session in the car had us both a little on edge, so to speak. When I locked the dressing room door and dropped my pants, Andy giggled, her eyes big, her face wild. She turned around and bent over, bracing herself on the small bench and.