He texted back “Marla, why not stay the night? I guess Roger assumed I meant for him to come in. I had just fucked a man who I just met an hour ago. We froze our movements to calm the body parts that were overstimulated by our orgasms. I guess you were still in the tub when I knocked?” “Yes, but I was really finished. I wanted to be smothered by his pubic hair. I had him lay on the loveseat and I positioned myself over him. It was divine. We broke the connection and his lips began tracing an arc down my neck, to my chest. I wrote back and told him I was coming to Dallas for a very brief trip….just to get some family medical stuff signed. There was a huge tub in the bathroom, connected by a glass wall to a lovely terrace. Then, like me, he worked his way down south, to my bare pussy. It felt like all things being equal, he would be the type of person I would like to work with. He let out a gasp and suddenly stiffened his back in reaction to the new sensations.
