Her smile — when she was willing to let it be seen — was forced and tight. She was dressed in a relatively simple black knit pantsuit. And she was... armed with sunglasses to preserve her anonymity.She was determined to preserve it from me as well. She entered the deli, ordered a sandwich, and joined me. I introduced myself and waited for her to do the same."I'm sorry," I finally said. "I can promise you that we won't use your name in the newspaper. I can promise you that we won't quote you in a. ..his balls slap in2 the other's guyswith every deep & viscious thrust& his hand reaches around & under2 jack the bottom's swollen cock...although the volume is very lowthe sticky sweaty sounds of sex& the guys' moaning are genuine...i pause the movie & spin aroundso u can see that i am fully nakedas i stroke my distended cock& smile up at u very very wickedly...i breathe deep & whisper" guess what i wanna do ?? "as i lean 4ward & grab your cock& squeeze that expanding fleshas i stare at your. The anticipation of what would happen next was driving me wild. "Oh. Ohhhhh!' I moaned as softly as I could, as a rather good sized cock got shoved all the way up my cunt hole in one, long thrust. I knew I could not make a lot of noise, or it could attract workers or others. He started banging the living hell out of my pussy right away with full length strokes. Bang, bang, bang, bang, one hard stroke after another while he held my hips tight. "What the fuck are you doing?" the other man. He begins to tell me what to say to her, and in return, I pull my panties aside and let him fuck my dripping wet cunt. The challenge then becomes if he can make a date with her before he makes me cum, then the date goes ahead. Otherwise, she gets dropped like a bad habit.And then when date night occurs, I remain involved. I won’t dictate everything to him, but I do help him pick out his outfit and such. And the last thing he gets before leaving the house is half a blowjob. I pull it out, stroke.