I thought about her and the risky thrill that I had as a young man with just meeting up for sex, no relationship, sometimes not even names were exchan...ged. I got to feeling braver than normal and offered a time and place that I would be at, to Carianne. I told her there was a shower house at a local government run park-camp ground. I explained how I knew of folks who would meet up at the bath house for sexual encounters. I gave her a link to the bath house location and told her how I usually. “Looks like I need to put more work on you, bad mister!” She uttered in a semi angry voice. She then slowly placed her hands in her panties and pushed the panties down in my mouth. As she stood up, the panties were cupped on my mouth and she pushed it down, effectively blocking me from speaking.“The panties were wet is it? Well, I was masturbating in it while waiting for you to wake up. I came like three times, or something. Hope you enjoy the flavor of my juice and my sweat mister!” She said,. And shegiggled coming up for air. Then flipped around laying on the bed besideme, and continued my first blow job. Her fingers expertly squeezing theunder vein to prolong my pleasure. She scooted her hips closer, and thenbent her knee upward.I wanted to give her the same feelings she was giving me. I kissed herchocolate knee, my hand caressing her thigh as I pulled her stillcloser. Rubbing my face on her soft smooth skin, I began to kiss andnibble as as I felt the tip of my cock bending into. "I guess I'm just a hot blooded little girl.." Yes, well, I guess so." He stammered. "Well, I err... I have to stop off on the way home from work and get some supplies. Could you please could finish upfeeding the dogs for me and then lock up? Thanks Sweety." His right hand, hidden under the desk, groped at his rigid cock and adjusted its position. He rose awkwardly from his desk, and hurriedly gathered his things, his pants doing little to conceal his large, painful erection, or the tell-tale.