The moment the water boy came into my office, I could see by the look in his eye and the rock in his pants that he would be more than willing to service me. After all, providing wetness was his specialty wasn’t it? Besides my crotch felt mighty thirsty that day. I needed something to quench my love boxes thirst. But it was my long sexy legs that captured this boy’s attention. I could easily tell by the way he quickly wiped a few splattered drops from my leather pumps that my muff’s drought was over. I told the water boy just what jug needed filling. “The customers always right” he said moving about quickly. He knelt before me wiping the water he had spilt from my heels. I laughed as I pulled foot from the heel pressing it against his gorging hard on inside his pants. He looked at me, as I told him to worship my feet and my hose-clad calves.
�Treat me right Water boy, and you might get a tip�, I told him pressing harder on his crotch.
�I am to please�, he replied licking my toes through my stockings.
Then he licked me slowly from my heels to the edge of my ass. His hot breath made me moist the second it reached my quivering ass, and then instantly I felt the fluid burst. I started to flow like Niagara Falls, and my own musty sent reached my nostrils. That made me even hornier. The waterboy was fondling me all overt my legs and feet, and I shoved my toes into his mouth.
�Pull them off with your teeth waterboy�, I said.
�Service with a smile�, he mumbled with a mouth full of pantyhose.
But there was more then a smile to indicate his pleasure. A throbbing member made it clear that he was enjoying this delivery. I felt my nipples hardening and ripples of shear pleasure running through my thighs, and I moaned as I sat on his face. His tongued found my tender pot without a problem. I felt him ripping my apart my panties like an animal in heat, which I guess he was. I rocked back and forth on hi... อ่านทั้งเรื่อง
