Tender, gentle lovemaking, his touch sensitive but firm, our mutual caresses binding our souls. And fucking. Wild animal stuff. Frenzied coupling like... wanton goats. Quickies almost anywhere, with him worrying whether I managed an orgasm, me frequently hoping I hadn't screamed too loud.I loved it all. He could get me wet without even being there. I'd be sitting at my desk at work, preparing yet another set of damn papers, and I'd remember how he had licked me the night before, his tongue darting. “Yes, I’m looking for a pair of shoes,” she says, glancing around the store nervously. He gestures, silently, towards a chair in the corner of the room, behind a small screen. Walking over, she plants herself in the seat and crosses her legs. Her bag is placed gently down and her eyes scan the walls around her – covered in shoes. “Are you looking for something specific?” he asks her, his voice quiet but unmistakable. “I need a pair of heels,” she tells him, admiring the selection around her and. My breathing halts as I wait for what is to come next. With much deliberate slowness, she leaned down and tenderly kissed the head of my cock. My body jumps, a moan escaping from my lips. Smiling evilly to herself, she opened her hot mouth and engulfed the head. Again I moaned loudly. She felt my hand settle on the back of her head, pressing lightly.Her hand leads the way as she opened her mouth wide and slides her hot mouth down the long length of my cock, her nose settling against my belly.. Mr. Howard was staring at Mary's exposed breast flesh as he asked, "Mrs. Kennedy, may I have this dance?" Well, my eyes are up here, but what the hell." She slid out of the booth and took his hand as he led her out to the garish dance floor with the flashing lights. Eddie and Linda quickly followed and I pulled Ione out as swiftly as I could, anxious to get her away from Tina. That left Tina with Mr. Young who had this big shit-eating grin on his face as he extended his hand to her. She grabbed.