Olivia smiled, and said, “I can see that…” as she put her purse on Victor’s desk, then turned and watched him jerk his engorged prick for a few seconds. “Thanks, Sam….I’ll give her a call.”
When Olivia’s cell phone rang, it was sitting on her nightstand next to her bed, where she was on her hands and knees, with her boyfriend’s stiff cock sliding in and out of her wet pussy from behind. After a few minutes, Olivia’s vagina was dripping wet, and Victor’s stiff rod was slick from her saliva and warm….almost hot….in her pumping fist. Why, Liv…..you need to be somewhere?”
Olivia laughed and said, “Well….yeah….if I leave now, I might be able to get home with enough time to make my boyfriend hard again before he goes to sleep. Why, Liv…..you need to be somewhere?”
Olivia laughed and said, “Well….yeah….if I leave now, I might be able to get home with enough time to make my boyfriend hard again before he goes to sleep.
