“Tommy ... you’re a wizard! Where’s my portaflex?” I started looking around. “There you are ... Bobby? Gimmie a Philips ... No?”“You nee...d to look.”“What’s to see ... it’s screwed on.”“Take off the top and have a look see.”So ... to humor him, I unclipped the top. It didn’t take long.“My God, Bobby ... those aren’t screws ... those are spears.”“Pull off the grill and talk to me.”It’s sorta Velcro ... but not. George de Mestral hadn’t perfected it. This Velcro was kind of white ... not the. She looked into my eyes and then pulled me forward and began licking it all over as I spoke. More minutes passed and she was down to my balls and her hand lifted them and she licked them too before repeating it all back up the shaft to my tip. I think I moaned and her eyes suddenly snapped to mine as she asked "Do you like that?"Through veiled eyes I tried to tell her how much I enjoyed it."Well then I'll let it into my mouth but I don't want you letting anything go into my mouth. If you feel. She’d had all weekend to think, and she realized that not telling Mac about her size was an omission she’d tried to gather the nerve to correct a hundred times in the past. He just sounded so warm and wonderful, and she couldn’t wait to talk to him again. She just hoped to God that she hadn’t made him hate her. She just plain panicked when he’d said he was coming to Chicago. She was tough as nails and a very effective asset for her boss, and her salary reflected it, she made considerably more. The sheer rapture of having his cock travelling up into Sonia’s juicy interior was like some unexpected gift from the gods. Sonia had been so careful in placing him and pressing down to have him travel to his full length, but now, her lovely face was showing pure lust as she lay back a little, before moving forward to meet his hands reaching for her breasts. His hips urged him into a tentative thrust—oh, to be fucking again. And to be fucking a woman as gifted as Sonia.The firmness of Jim’s rod.