.What else could those long lean fingers DO? I knew my G-spot can be a bit difficult to Find at times...for some men. Chris I could clearly see..could... not only reach my g-spot..but with those fingers could tickle it, thump it, and play gently upon it as long as I might In-joy. Was that wetness seeping out of my pussy now..yes I believe it is. Of course the size of the hands..I had to keep my gaze moving south..What must be inside those pants....I slowly take in his frame..as I look down. Oh. ’ ‘Thanks, Mike, that’s very considerate of you. Have you worked here long?’ ‘This December, I’ll celebrate twenty-six years with the company. Of course, it was Hughes Aircraft then. I started to work the night John Lennon was killed.’ ‘Wow, that’s a long time! You must know everyone in the company.’ ‘Not really. I was transferred to this facility five years ago, when the Fullerton plant was torn down.’ ‘It’s interesting that you consider five years to be a short time, but I was wondering if. I let go of my own dick as I felt I was almost about to come. But Shoemaker didn’t let go of the string and the second ball moved further along my inner rear. “Oooooh, you’re driving me crazy with that tongue,” he sighed, and I let my hands run under his sweater to get a feel of his toned abs, which were followed by a set of thick muscular pecs covered with hair. They felt better than I had imagined. Not to forget about the hard nipples – stiff as if they had been tipped by a cube of ice.. She is a young, sporty brunette blessed with exotic looks and big brown glittery eyes. Jazz loves wearing dress shirts that she leaves one button too many undone to show off her marvelous cleavage. “Hi, Jazzy, you are leaving so soon?” Andrea asks with a smile. “Hey there, Andrea, I have a date tonight. Have fun with Mr. Ynares. He has been eagerly waiting for you.” Jazz winks at her. Andrea smiles and goes straight to his office. She does not bother to knock, because she knows he is waiting.