CH1 THINKING OUT LOUD

He could taste her moisture from her thong all over his lips.The long work day of running her publishing company just holding and saturating its fabrics. her bod****d aged but never did her passion. I wonder if she could see the bulge in my pants?? As she noticed that the possibility of me daydreaming was  accurate,what would I say if she ask what's on my mind,would I tell her that my tongue is in her ass and my strong hands are grabbing her breast and pinching her nipples while she ride my  face? He felt her starting to forward her attention to his lack of  it and his lust and manhood begin Retreating simultaneously. The thoughts and feelings of joy were evident in my boxers   because they were soaked with lust water that she would drink if she only knew how Concord he was by her. Her chanel flat bottoms allowed me to see her narrow feet but her business dress showed me her sexy few extra pounds of her womanhood the possibility of sharing a moment with her and grabbing those curves must have shown on my face and in my eyes because she began looking at me with great acquisitiveness as to wonder what great ideas I could provide the  room and meeting with.  "Wow" I said to my self  what is this meeting about anyways?? "Quick", I thought to myself before she ask for my input and I look like a loser and inferior to my coworkers. Think... ok I got it. Its about new book ideas. And in t****oment she asked me if I had any ideas, as my thoughts cleared and reclouded with every lustful thought of her ass whole viciously gyrating on my face. I found the words needed to complete my sentences and sound like I was not on a different planet.  As her facial expressions seem to once again complement her shy wrinkles under her eyes, I instantly found myself back in her whirlwind... I wanted to worship and control her lust. I wanted the  fire in her passion but the ice in her professionalism..  I would eat and suck on  her body starting at the feet and toes. I would make her wait two weeks before giving her my big black cock just like she did with my check..I would just make her cum over my face and hands ..  and all in that split moment I looked up and she was looking right into my eyes and it was as if she was  right here in my mind writing my thoughts of her into my consciousness and then she smiled........ CHAPTER TWO : CAT OR THE MOUSE ??

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