She stood up, ran a hand through her hair, fixed her breasts back into her dress, and pulled her dress back down so that her private parts were now once again left to the imagination, and then she walked to the door.
“Okay. Thanks, kid. I’m done,” she said on her way out.
I was on my side with most of me on the ottoman, and my head and elbows on the couch. I looked at the man.
“I’m not,” he said, and pushed me on my back.
He grabbed my c**k with one hand, and then put his mouth on it. He moved down fast, and the motion that he made with his mouth almost made me come instantaneously, but he seemed to know to pull off just as fast.
He began to move his mouth up and down my shaft at lightning speed as his hand moved over my c**k more slowly. With his other hand, he grabbed my balls, and
