I then told her she should suck him off again and I swear she almost came. But she did it the next day and told me about it that night. I told her as ...long as she clears it with me I'll be okay on her sucking him off. But she told me the other day that she did it again (but didn't clear it with me) and was super turned on. Sucked and fucked me 2 or 3 times that day. Crazy! Last night we went to a birthday party. She got drunk and so turned on she sucked me off while we were driving home. Spread. My need! Not even puzzled or surprised,and that was itself surprising!Instead, Sunny sounded cheerful! Gracious and appreciative! The waywomen often sound when they meet and appraise and then immediatelyreassure each other, congratulate each other for some one special traitor detail in their outfit. The way women always do.But I'd been found out! She knows! Nowhere to disappear or hide! Asurge of fear filled my gut. I turned to stare directly at her, shamed,instinctively braced for the. I didn’t want to fuck her when she was this close to orgasm. I knelt in front of her and pulled her to the very edge of my desk. ‘Oh, God,’ she said. She kicked her legs over my shoulders. I lifted up the pleated hem of her skirt and nestled my face between her thighs. If Stephanie’s skin was hot, her pussy was scorching. I licked along the cleft of her shaved pussy. There wasn’t a prickle on it. I felt the heels of her shoes dig into my back. Her hands clutched at my hair. I felt her scoot. "I probably wouldn't hate a boyfriend, but he'd need to be nice, and treat me right."She glanced at her watch."Oh, um...my friend that I rode to work with forgot to wait on me. I was actually hoping you could give me a ride home."I laughed.I knew she would make up some excuse, or use some excuse to stop by. She may have even told her friend she didn't need a ride."I need to put some shoes on then. I'll be right back."I went halfway to the stairs, then stopped and turned."Come with me," I said,.