His whole attitude toward me changed. He looked into my eyes like he was either going to fuck me, strangle me or consume me like a rare steak. It was ...my job as a professional to guide his choice. I slid myself down on his cock and started to ride him. I should probably explain that I always get really aroused by giving my treatments, so I was quite wet long before I climbed on him. He was ready and fully connected to his cock now, so his new hormone-fueled energy was channeled into my. She began to weep with frustration as the effort of it became too great for her.Inevitably, her slower performance attracted attention from the male supervisors who were wandering around in their blue overalls, cloth caps and cigarettes. One came behind Tracey and Buttercup, and watched the two of them with surly interest."What's your name, dearie?" he asked Buttercup, stubbing his cigarette out on the cold hard factory floor. Nervously, Buttercup told him."Fuck! What sort of fucking ponced-up. I wanted to see how this would go. On one hand she was holding herself away from me, and saying no. On the other, she hadn’t moved her leg away - it was still draped over me. And my now erect cock was trapped under the silky skin of her thigh. I flexed it slightly, pressing it against her.“I know.” Alexis said, shuddering out a heavy breath. It was slight, but I felt the pressure from her palm ease some, and she shifted her leg minutely, rubbing it against me. “We should stop. After I leave the. ”It was almost funny because it was a complete lie and I was certain the mischievous Lauren did it just to yank her older sister’s chain. I tried my best to hide my amusement and assured her that such was not the case and that I valued our relationship far more than a one-night stand with her troublemaking sister. It sounded more like something my Jesse would have whispered into the young girl’s ear to encourage her to decadent behavior.We took Jesse back to the new flat even though I had.