The tingling in my pants says go with the flow, so I do. A month has gone by, time for my appointment. His other hand was now on my throat, I could feel the pressure of his cock extending my neck into his palm. Miss Trisha jiggled over to my side and used the foot pedals to position me in a sitting posture with my head a little below hers. Trisha helped me clean up a little. “Open up, tongue out”. Trisha was right there with me the whole time, her hot breath caressing my cheek and ear. She threw me my shirt and we both dressed . So fucking sexy. I wanted to continue pleasing her. Trisha was excellent at what she did. Michaels, this is going to be fun for both of us.” The way she said fun was like a cats purr, a little husky, very sexy. “Good job, you’re so cute like that.” She then stroked my temple and smiled down at me.
