Becki sent Wes away as we locked up. “Go on touch them!”
I reach my hand up and gently squeeze, gaining a low moan from Becki. A few minutes later my phone buzzes, it’s Marc;
‘No fucking way man!!! “You wish” she whispers back. As I’m about to stick my phone away, a picture message comes through of her amazing ass. I was fully hard now and needed to relieve myself. She wore her usual work attire, short black skirt that showed off that amazing peachy 5ft8″ frame of hers and that perfect ass. Is that you?” I ask closing my eyes on her. She then went back to stroking my cock, placing her lips over the head of my cock. I think for a moment and reach for my phone. My balls begin to tighten and I know I’m close. Slowly I begin to stroke it up and down, working the full shaft.
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