As if reading his mind, she shifts her position on the desk. Her skirt hikes up a little, and this time she does not reposition it. She glances at him... to make sure he has noticed her garter belt slightly visible through the side slit in her skirt. He continues reciting, but it is getting hard to concentrate. She uncrosses her legs and does not recross them. Her body language is undeniable. She want to be closer to him. Marissa leans back and places her free hand behind her so she can scoot. Nothing worked. "What's wrong?"Potter stopped eating her pussy. "I'm sorry. My jaw's sore." Please, I need to cum," she practically screamed in frustration.Heather had never felt this horny before.Jack heard her beg the old man to give her an orgasm as he leanedagainst the door. Good luck, he thought, nothing can make thatfrigid bitch cum. He reached down and slowly turned the handle.It was unlocked.Potter looked up from between her legs. "I'm sorry I can't do it,but I could fuck you," he said.. Irmgard cried out and bucked in unbridled lust against Stefan’s invading mouth. As his tongue found its target circling her clit, he pushed his thumb into her cunt. Irmgard’s breathy whimpers changed into barely muffled cries as her groin and thighs started to quiver and twist. Not wanting her to rush into a climax too early, Stefan pulled away.When he took Irmgard’s shivering body in his arms, she bit him on the shoulder. Breathless, she stammered that he was a ‘Schuft’ in trying to stop her. Giving her an intense massage, back in the room, wondering if she will let me sleep in bed, or just massage her. I am heavy subbing for her, the massage is a great way for a guy like me to make love to a woman, no shit. Other than no orgasm, she looked and sounded the same as if she was getting fucked, by a man. I could give her that, I needed to give her that, I was lost in pleasing her, being with her, when she kicked my nuts, verbally. "Dan sent me a text, and I am going out to dinner with.