. . Blowjob sex . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . … [Pause]. . . . . . . . . . . . . . … . … The softness of her, the motion of her body she uses, and the unmistakable pump of oncoming arousal. I pull back and watch her body struggle to get free, seeing her thighs and calves moving under her skirt. [Pause]. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . … Cindy’ on one side of the table, Bart and Ron opposite her; all three are nibbling on snacks. Cindy stands and pushes her chair back getting ready to leave. I don’t know what transpired above me but soon I see Cindy is struggling as I watch her feet move about on the floor in front of my face. I pull back and watch her body struggle to get free, seeing her thighs and calves moving under her skirt. The table is about twelve feet when fully extended; the rails under it are heavy, a solid wooden and expensive table… I hold her tight as I pull my face toward her white panties.
