Honest. Non-judgmental. In the meantime, Dee would keep her dirty secret from her lover until the time was right. She would then go on to tell him ho...w totally drunk she got in the bar that night with Rami, how he sweetly cared for her, how they had such good conversation about everything…even down to her sharing the story about how she got her trucker t-shirt and how Rami thought it would be great to get her a ‘Naughty Chef’ t-shirt. They laughed and giggled as Deanne’s smart wit immediately. Marsha felt better at Jaz's statement and dropped her arms. Jaz unhooked the silky white bra and gently placed it on the floor. "Oh baby, you're beautiful," Jaz stated as she ran her hands over Marsha's lush breasts.Her touch started a fire in Marsha causing her tiny panties to get wet. She stepped into Jaz again and pressed her body tight against hers. The sensation of the cool leather against her warm skin filled Marsha with a desire she'd never known. "Now you unhook my bra," Jaz whispered. Stacey let him, watching him, crazy with need. As his fingers began to work their magic she made a sound. Ryder kissed her lips once more and increased the pressure. With his hand he explored her wet centre until she squirmed beneath him and was fumbling with the zip of his jeans. Stacey unsheathed him, his jeans slid to the floor. For a moment she stopped and took at the size of his cock. Stacey licked her lips and hopped down from her vantage point, deliberately manuoevering Ryder so she had. There's no doubt, though, that it makes him hot. I sometimes catch him stifling a moan as I tease his ass open with my tongue. He doesn’t want to moan when my tongue is up his ass or when his throbbing cock head is deep in my throat, but he does in spite of himself. And then there's the fact that he keeps bringing that cock and ass back to me. He keeps stripping off his clothes so that I can get to them.When I am tired of working him over I push him to the side and lie on my stomach. I don't.