The screen on the wall said his flight was on time, arriving in five minutes. My legs were crossed and I was flicking my foot in impatience. I checked... my phone impulsively every few seconds and couldn't be bothered to even pretend to look at any of the magazines. They didn't have what I wanted. I glanced at the screen again. It flashed and the status of his flight changed to "arrived." I couldn't help myself, I stood and began to pace. The arriving passengers began to file down the stairs,. I looked at Clara but she just looked away and kept peeling those spuds like her life depended on it. I looked at Ray finally, and he just shrugged his shoulders and said. "Lenny's got a point, Jackie, it doesn't seem right he should make less working for you than at the golf course." Ray, Lenny, I don't believe the two of you. Lenny I'm paying you eighteen bucks for a days work. By your own admission you only make ten fifty a day at the country club. The way I figure I'm paying you an extra. She leaned away so that the water rinsed the soap from my crotch, then I felt the wet heat from her mouth as it enveloped almost half my cock. The foreplay had me at a fever pitch and it took no more than the feel of the head of my cock as it started down her throat, before I felt my orgasm start deep in my crotch. I groaned a warning and Donna backed off until just the head was between her lips. Her tongue wrapped around the head as I shot again and again into her mouth.She pulled back and let. I spread myself down on her as she drew my clit into her mouth and began to suck on it, as I was now doing the same to Barbara. We lapped and licked at each other, we slipped our tongues in and out, round and round inside the clutching cunt of each other, while our lips mashed at the hard stubs of our swollen clits. We rolled and twisted against each other, our tongues moving faster and faster, lashing at the spongy cunt walls and hardened clits. Barbara’s bottom was thrusting up and down at.