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Chapter 221 by sexybjgal69 sexybjgal69

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Interrupted Blowjob: "Notttt sure if I can...rughhhghg wait."

"Notttt sure if I can...rughhhghg wait." Mr. Howard moaned as Leah slowed down her movements making him linger in the zone of wanting to cum right away and pure pleasure. Even though she was slowing her movements he still hadn't even heard the supe's question.

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"Well I am glad." he said taking a seat across from Mr. Howard "The long story is much better. Oh where do I begin?"

Mr. Howard groaned inside from his poor choice of words. He wanted the supe to leave ASAP.

"I met this little gal Ka-tar, back when I was in the Airforce on a pass." he pronounced Qatar thickly as he continued his tale "Was at a fancy five-star hotel. My friend he says 'Lets get a massage.' but I didn't want to. You know when a woman is rubbing on you it can get all awkward even if she ain't that pretty."

*sluck glug ack* Leah's mouth worked Mr. Howard slowly, taking a break here or there for her own mouth then moving her hand to his cock climbing him up the mountain toward his sexual peak ever so slowly.

"This gal, she was tiny. But damn fit. Not like those curves your Miss Williams has but damn fine just the same." He continued, explaining in detail the hotel sidetracking about a story of miscommunication at the hotel restaurant, meeting a random family of Russians then back again to his tale. "This woman Keith...she asked if I wanted a happy ending. You Got' damn right I did."

"Oh God...yes...UGH I see Go....On...Please...go on please more!" Mr. Howard moaned, unsure if he was talking to Leah or the supe.

"Of course--so this gal asks if I want a hand job or a blowjob?" he continued after a dramatic pause "Well hell-I can touch it my damn self. So of course I go with a blowjob. Damn fine game of head I gotta say....gotta say....That was before Beth of course."

"Oh ughghghgh I see...Well I think you made the RIHG!? Right call there....Mouth...oh god...is much bettER! Did you see her again?" Mr. Howard moaned.

"No...but you said you gotta get going and I probably should too. I won't tell you 'bout my little Latina gal." he sighed as he recalled a fond memory then stood to his feet.

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