My moans get louder as you begin to move your kisses lower. I can tell my moans are making you horny. I can feel your hard cock through your pants. My... panties start to get wet as my excitement rises. You slowly take my shirt off and expose my small breasts held in my bra. You start giving me kisses all over my stomach and chest. You lift me slightly to reach the clasp of my bra and pop it off with just one hand. You slowly pull off my bra. My small breasts and pierced nipples are exposed. You. Whether Chen realized it or not; he had the build of a miniature supermodel. The only thing that might cause someone to hesitate hiring him would be his size and his choice in clothing which hid a lot of his body, but obviously not his face which any woman would to look at. Chen's brown eyes searched her face with a reserved curiosity naïve to all this information since he had been a late bloomer."Chen." He replied as he was uncertain as to what else he should say. Chen was accustomed to being. I cleared my throat, having calmed down a little, and said, ‘There were a lot of things that held sentimental value to me. I designed the whole house myself, it’s what I do for a living, but it was the first real interior designing I had ever done myself. This picture,’ I looked down at it and smiled, ‘was the most important thing of all. The man in the picture, my brother Ken, was killed last year, in a fire ironically enough. I guess it was the thought of this and Cassie being burned to. I stopped. "Am I doing it wrong? Does it not feel good?" I asked in a kind concerning tone. Susan looked petrified. I wasn't sure what was going on. The moments before she spoke seemed like hours. Then she said "That was interesting." All I could think is that I had done a poor job. Susan then said in a cool calm voice, " I've never had anyone do oral sex on me before. It was a lot to take in." I just looked at her. She then asked politely, "Can you continue?" I said sure but insisted she tell.