We would pay him, based on your feedback, as a reward for cooperating with us and so he can feel like he's contributing more than just the new recruit... training stuff he's doing. And maybe if we offer him to other women, they can pay us and we'll give him a cut, but not you. This would be a genuine gift to you, and a lesson for him. I can't think of anyone better to help us write up a profile for him than you. We'll even pay you for that service." Now it's beginning to make sense. She doesn't. Rennie and Ty had wrapped up their first song together and were now on their second – both of which were ones from early in Ty’s career and had been written by Rennie. Adding the songwriter’s guitar and voice to the performance really added to the quality of the songs, Sarah mused to herself. This was quickly followed by the insightful realization that the concert recordings of each of those songs could be released for radio airplay and give new life to those early hits. Knowing that was. He tongue is long and soft and licks along the length of me, under and around. She sucks me into her mouth and of course, I'm hard again. It almost hurts as she licks gently against my glans. Slowly, she strokes and sucks.It's incredible but I want more, and as though reading my mind, she stops, and says; “Come with me.”My cock flops out of her mouth."Where?" I ask, foolishly."To the bedroom. I want to sixty-nine you." Hmmm, sounds dreamy."We step from the shower cubicle, and grab a towel each. Spence just stroked, grunting at the bottom of each thrust, giving an extra bump before backing out. Joan leaned up higher and locked her elbows. The noises of the wind and bird calls competed with the noises of their coupling. Their volume rose as their heat built. Spence was panting, getting closer to his summit on the summit. Joan was breathing deeper. She sensed Spence’s impending eruption and twisted her head back, imploring his kiss. He leaned in and their lips locked. He gave a muffled.