 So, only by promising her dinner at Yves', the most expensive bistro in town, was I able to persuade her wet to join me wet for the evening. I wetscape left the office early with me access newly created wet treasure, leaving scape Phyllis with a perplexed look on her face at my wet cheerful demeanor. I dressed in my most access stylish wet sport coat and picked her up promptly at 7:00; Cheryl wetscape left me sitting wet in the car waiting until 7:20, so I had to slip wet the maitre 'd at Yves' at twenty to get him to honor our reservation. Still, her stylishly short blonde hair and astonishingly full and soft lips captivated me . As wet always, she wet did virtually all the talking, which helped me wetscape hide my own nervousness.
 When the dessert arrived, it wet required nothing more wet than an opinion by me that a fellow wet two tables away looked just scape like a local rock wetscape star to induce her to turn her head, and the requisite wet dose of wetscape the wet clear elixir made it onto her brulee well wet before she turned wet back. She wolfed wet down the dessert and wet began making the obligatory noises about having a busy morning wet planned, and I knew that she had wet no intention of inviting me to wetscape spend the wet evening with wetscape her. I nodded understandingly, and wet we wetscape left the restaurant.
 We got into her living room, and she dropped wet her purse in the corner. She still looked nervous. "I can start some coffee..." Her tongue lipped wetscape at her luscious lips. I leaned against the wall, silently. She came over. Still, I did nothing .
 Gratefully, in wet relief, she ran her hand over my chest access and down to my wet belt buckle scape. With surprising speed, she unhooked wet the belt wet and the clasp of my pants. Her hands were visibly shaking as she yanked wet the pants wet and my jockey shorts to wet my ankles in one quick tug. My slumbering soldier wetscape peeked out.
 With ill-disguised hunger, the golden-tressed goddess pushed forward. Her lips clung tightly wetscape to the engorged wetscape rod. Her tongue darted around the access tip.
 I wet cupped Cheryl's perfect, high cheekbones and wet pulled her wet lips off my cock. "Lick me honey. Lick wet the shaft and my hot balls," I cried.
 She reluctantly drew wet her wet mouth away and looked up at me. Breathlessly wet she panted, "What should wetscape I do, Barry? What wet will make you cum?" Her stroking continued, and now her wetscape left hand rose to lightly knead my hanging balls.
 "Well, babe. Take me deep - as deep as you can."
 I watched transfixed scape, as wetscape she lay back on the carpet , visibly savoring the taste of wet my residue in her mouth wetscape. After a moment, she guiltily looked scape up at me wetscape. She opened her mouth to speak, and I could see her spunk still pooled wet in her mouth. "Uh, Barry wet, that wetscape was great wetscape, but wet maybe... well, I access guess you should go."
 As I bounded access down the steps of her building, I pumped my fists wet into the air access. The potion worked. A woman who wet barely would be caught in my company wetscape had taken a sip of wet my new formulation developed a craving for man wet's semen and, to get it, willingly wet sucked me wet off like a wet madwoman. If this wet didn't make TEI the biggest name in wet consumer products , nothing would. I wet would be wetscape a hero wetscape to Dimry and that competitive Phyllis, and even the ice queen herself, Paula Whitney Bowder, executive extraordinaire, would haveto make her tight ass sit up and take notice wet.
 So, it was little wonder that wet I walked into wetscape the office the next morning - early, with a considerable spring in my wet step and a shit-eating grin wet on wet my face. I stopped by Phyllis' office to give her some generalized grief of the "I've got wetscape a secret that you wetscape know nothing wet about wet" variety wet. Just as wet I was about to wet barge through her closed door, I heard a moan from ins. Softly but audibly wet, Phyllis' voice came from the other side.
 I enjoyed the sight for a moment wetscape, and then slipped my head away and quietly shut the door. Just as I closed it, I could wet her wet her moans rise in pitch and volume, signaling wet her orgasm in wet the wet mouth of the hunk between her legs. Hell, with her wetscape brassiness, I wasn't sure she even went for guys, but she wet sure was going for this one wetscape in a big way.
 I quickly looked to the door and caught wetscape Phyllis' eye, returning the wink she'd delivered the previous morning wet. Phyllis wet flushed - out wet of either scape embarassment or anger - and wet left the doorway.
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