1. Work Facial


    Date: 3/15/2017, Categories: Fetish, Masturbation, Author: mmmwhat, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    you're so much fun flirting with..." she took a deep breath, which did nice things to her breasts not inches from my face. "Look. I'm married. You're married. We work next door to each other. Us getting involved would be a bad idea all around. As much as I want to... I'm not fucking you." I gave her thighs a squeeze and ground her down a bit on my bulging crotch. I opted for a 'nice guy' approach, despite my raging hard-on and worsening case of blue balls. "Yes, we're both married and I appreciate you telling me your position on us 'getting involved'. However, I'd like to point out your current position, which is right now on top of my hard cock... Which you yourself are responsible for." She leaned forward a gave me a hard fierce kiss, then quickly got off my lap. "I know, I know. I'm terrible. Please don't hate me." She busied herself getting a bottle of lotion open and began spreading it between her palms. "This lotion will moisturise you skin and help your pores." she said without looking up. When she finally did look at my pitiful expression, she stamped her foot. "Don't look at me that way! I know I made you horny! I am too! But we can't have sex." I nodded and held my arms out to her. She came to me and again sat, straddling my seated thighs. My hands guided her down and I deliberately hiked up her skirt. Her garters and stockings were now in plain view, as were her lace panties. She began rubbing the lotion on my face. "Who said anything about sex?" I asked in a ...
    quiet voice, my fingers inching their way up her garters to her panties. Julia paused in massaging my face. "What do you mean?" I barked out a brief laugh. "Sexy Lady, at this point, I just want to cum. Sure I'd like to bend you over this table and give you the reaming you deserve, but I do respect your wishes, despite how you're treating me and 'Mr. Happy' here." I said, nodding to my crotch. "Well, I'd hate for Mr. Happy to go home unhappy. Why don't you just pull him out and finish him off... I've even got some quality lotion I'd be willing to share." Again I nodded, indicating my agreement, but I had other goals in mind. I pushed her back a bit on my thighs and spread my legs slightly. In doing so, I further pushed her skirt up. This allowed me better access to my straining cock. It also gave me unrestricted access to her lace panties, a damp spot clearly visible. I unzipped my khakis and awkwardly fished my hard 6 and a half inches out of my boxer's fly. "Oh, my." Julia's breath caught at the sight of my manhood, a bead of pre-cum was leaking from the head. "Weren't you going to finish my face?" I asked pulling my ball sack free of my fly and giving 'Mr. Happy' a few quick strokes. Surrounded by my open fly and squeezed out and up, my cock look quite impressive. Julia's eyes were riveted. She touched her top lip with the tip of her tongue. Gotcha. We may not fuck... but I was sure going to try my damnedest to cum somewhere other than in my own hand. Reluctantly, Julia met my ...
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