I spent days trying to figure out how to make it happen, but I finally concluded that it wasn't going to work - too hit or miss. The solution came to ...me, from of all places, a television soap opera. I was watching TV while folding clothes and on the screen Chad walked in while Laura was talking to her lover on the phone. Laura saw Chad and immediately said, "Got to go. Talk to you later."Her manner fairly invited suspicion and Chad asked, "Who was that?" Oh that. It was just Ann. We were. Reaching down, I unzipped and lifted my cock out, my heart pounding with excitement. His cool fingers found it and closed around it. He gave a little intake of breath and leaned across to tell me it was a big one. It's actually not particularly long, but it's thicker than most. He moved back into his seat and began to slowly massage my cock, occasionally reaching into my pants to cup my balls. He kept it up for about thirty or forty minutes, alternating between fondling my knob, feeling my. It didn't sound like Becky so I guessed Emma was experiencing Becky's oral expertise. I carried on walking with a merest tinge of jealousy knowing that Becky was currently enjoying the delights of someone else. But this was a decision I had made.I was looking forward to cuddling up to Becky later on though.I pressed the button on the intercom and said hello."Hello, I have an urgent package for Mr Michael Davidson. I need a signature."It wasn't the most surprising thing to have a delivery this. "I'm too impatient for your kind of surprises," she gasped. "Just take me already." she said, "You win." Josh pulled her shirt off and rolled over on top of her. His gaze didn't shift from her eyes while his fingers danced their way down to the rim of her jeans. Whitney brought her hands down and unbuttoned them so he could pull them off. He moved her blue laced panties to the side as his tongue made circles around her clit. Whitney's moans grew louder when his speed increased. She started to.