Full Reviews: CLUB SEVENTEEN collect on some of those fringe benefits you've been telling me about," I prompted as we entered my office. I reclined on the sofa legs open. "How about more of that hand message your were giving me."
Monica knelt between my open knees lightly rubbing my still aroused organ. Through the material of my pants her fingers curled around my shaft and began moving up and down.
"Feels real nice Nick. Is your rod really as big as your gun?"
"Only one way I know to find out, or do you need help?"
"I think I can figure it out all by myself," Monica replied. She all but ripped open the zipper to my best slacks before unsnapping the waist button. Pulling the front of my pants open she was greeted with my throbbing organ as it lunged from it's confinement. "I just love it when a man doesn't wear anything under his pants," she panted wrapping her fingers lightly around my heated shaft. "And I don't have anything against a man being bald, but when he's bald here it's so much better." Yup, I shave down there, too.
