But Michael kept her at bay, confiding with a bearly perceptible whisper that he feared being observed by the driver. She knew the driver couldn't see...anything going on behind him because of the darkly tinted glass of the partition and silently smirked. In this she would be proved wrong, but it is of no consequence.Leigh knew how to handle his reluctance -- she'd transform herself from demur housewife to foul-mouthed slut. She recalled how he loved it when she talked dirty to him."Come on, ride. Then she fell on me again and her mouth was so melty and warm and soft I just sort of tumbled into her body. We ripped each other's tops and bras off, stripping down to only panties. I remember making out with her, thinking how sexy it was. Then, next thing I knew I was drowning in the lesbian caresses of my best friend's tongue on my clit and I didn’t want her to stop. She licked up and down, up and down, stroking inside my thighs as she mouthed my shiny, wet labia. Then she took my clit. “Is that supposed to hurt?”Her breasts heaved as she hissed, “Ooh, you are a stubborn one. You think I’ve never had a man pretend my cat doesn’t hurt? I know how to handle men like you.” Her free hand reached out, grasping my cock. She stroked me. Pleasure rushed through my body. “Mmm, you are throbbing for me. You ache to be in me, don’t you?”“A man rises to any stimulation,” I answered. “It is an automatic response caused by stimulation to my nerves. Many are clustered at the tip of my. It was 11:45. Not only was I not ordering lunch, I needed to make the contact that I wanted or the trip to Chicago was a waste. I paid the check and gave the waitress a $20 tip.“Come back tomorrow,” she called after me. “You can sit here all morning.” I waved and headed out to get a taxi, dialing the office number as I went. There was no answer and I left a message telling Riley I was about to visit Far East Exchange.I gave the driver the address on Wacker Drive and he wagged his eyebrows; it.
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