Not yet. I go back to licking your clitoris which has swollen, your pussy dripping orgasmic love juices. Your breast swollen, your nipples extended ha...rd and dark brown. I move my one hand up and gently squeeze your swollen nipple. You cry out as another orgasm seizes your body. I continue to lap up your love juices as a man would thirst for water in the desert after days afield. You keep whispering my name, your voice softer and softer as I bring you once again to that glorious G-spot orgasm.. The time I truly love to just look at her legs is when she is alone with me and not wearing a stitch of clothing but not when she’s being sexy but when she’s just walking around. Her legs, without the restrictions of clothing or the distraction of their decoration, become those of a living breathing Venus de Milo. Her legs are longer, and sculptured in a way to cause my breathing to stop. I just gawk at her. Every movement of them slows begging me to gaze at them. They are so gorgeous that I. We had been working furiously to get ahead at work so that he could take off for twelve days and not have to worry about things at the office.To be honest, I was looking forward to it as much as he was. It was going to be like a holiday for me too. For the next two weeks my only job was going to be answering the phone and taking messages. Since everyone knew that he was going away there shouldn't be much of that either.It isn't that I don't like my boss. He is very nice to me and I like working. “God, I can’t believe we’re planning this out. OK, we’ll make our calls to Hailey and then you can come up. How’s that?”“It’s your birthday,” Phil said, tickling her thigh.“Just wait until your birthday,” she said in a threatening voice.Phil punched in the code to the gate and pulled into the driveway. He got out and took Tiffany’s hand again as they walked to the porch.“Thank you for a lovely evening, Miss Grayling,” Phil said. “I’d greatly like to see you again if you’re amenable.”“I would.