Mature Models

We kissed a few more times, our tongues knowing just how to elicit moans. Then, smilingly, we both got up from the chair and approached Erik. Untying the panties holding his wrists, we knelt on either side mature models of the big office chair and mirrored each other's actions. I picked up his left hand, massaging his wrist and kissing his hand. I began tracing the outline of his hand with my tongue, sliding up and down the fingers, dwelling in the valleys between each one. I watched as Gina did the same with his right hand. Then I slipped his little finger into my mouth, sucking it and licking it slowly, closing my eyes and making love to his digit. I moved my mouth to each finger, treating each with a slow bath from my hungry mouth. Erik had relaxed against the back of the chair, enjoying the attention, almost purring. We both stood and took his hands, pulling him to his feet. We walked him over to the desk, helping him lie down and relax. My dress was again used as a pillow and our tall lover hung over the far edge, but he seemed comfortable.

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