.."Heather ended the call, possibly cutting Aideen off. She didn't much care. Heather wanted to be done with her work so she could get back to her mor...e serious needs.She sat back at her laptop, took a couple of sips of her water and called Mr. Reynolds."Thanks for getting back to me, Heather. Sorry to bother you on a work from home day." Quite alright, Mr. Reynolds. I'm sorry for having this be just a phone call, I know you prefer the video conference, but I'm just not set up for that at home.". But Rupali had gone way past just reaching; she mashed her face against my melting slit and thrust her tongue deep inside; I could feel her exploring the depths of my love canal, opening me up ready for Spike’s seven inch cock – or so I thought. My tiny, tight pussy yawned wide to accommodate the thick base of her tongue while the slimmer point flicked and licked at my inner core, pushing back against the enclosing pressure, building up a delicious friction and probing in directions that a cock. Finally being able to look into her eyes, I was awestruck by her sheer beauty. Thirty minutes go by and we got on the bus and headed to my place. We arrived at my place about 15 minutes later and sat around chatting about the night’s plans. ‘So Brandy, what would you like to do?’. ‘I don’t know, any ideas, Ryan?’ With that I pondered, but really I knew what I wanted to do. Being dramatic, I went over to my balcony window for a minute. I turned around and looked at Brandy’s smile. I looked at. He already knew she was not wearing panties and he ground his crotch against her.It was the Sunday lunchtime about a fortnight after the spilt beer that Dave saw George again. He came in with a slim, blonde lady. After she took off her heavy winter coat, she had a short dress that hugged her body then flared out into a floaty skirt. The age difference was such that Dave assumed it was George’s daughter, but soon noticed that George’s hand didn’t leave her waist as they navigated to the bar,.