..I mean...the guys I pleasure want to have sex with me because they say I am so sexy but I tell them no. It's so hard to tell them no. I guess I just... wanted to tell you that because maybe you could help me out?" I asked. He looked down at his desk for a moment, then he looked into my eyes. His face was perfect, his lips just looked so juicy. I had to kiss them, so I leaned in, but before I could go all the way, Mr. Bigs met me halfway. He was standing at his desk now, leaning into my lips. He. . well, Mike is my best girlfriend's fiancee." "You are sure about this? You have over two months to make up your mind." I can't imagine what it would be like to switch now. Someone else would be mother to my kids. Someone else would be sleeping with my husband. I'd only be their unrelated uncle and his best friend. It isn't enough. Heck, I'd even have to go back to that job as a courier. I'm not as smart as you, or Kara. Mike isn't either. But with this body I can hold down a good paying job.. She was always decently dressed with the right amount of make up and jewelry and if you met her in the street you could have mistaken her for a middle class house wife and not a maid servant. She used to come to our house in the morning and once again in the evening and I used to wait for her to come eagerly. I would drink up her beauty with my eyes as I quietly followed her around the house as she did her work. After she left I would go to my room and masturbate fantasizing about how I would. She knew that she would find out soon enough and released his testicle. She raised her mouth to the base of his cock, and dragged her tongue upward in teasing sweeps, as if she were eating an ice cream cone in slow motion. She followed the bulge of his urethra along the sensitive underside of his shaft and worked her way to the top. When her tongue reached the rubbery velvet helmet, she clamped her hand tightly around his hardness, pulled down, and spread his tiny slit. She dipped the tip of.