I lean forward and let my tongue circle a nipple before letting it go into my mouth and sucking on it - hard. That does it. You lose control as your o...gasm wracks around your body. Your pussy convulses around my fingers gripping them and releasing them gripping and releasing, wetness soaks my hand too“That’s it”, I murmur, “Let it come, let it all cum.” Your orgasm goes on for minutes, but eventually I can feel that you’re clit is getting too sensitive. I slow down, and go back to the gentle. ”“How do you know Bobby?” asked Jill, sitting down.“He ... um ... he did some work for me,” said Christy, blushing.Jill’s gaze was level for a few seconds. She saw in Christy, the same thing that Christy had heard in her voice.“I see,” she said. “He kind of gets under your skin, doesn’t he?”Christy blushed harder.“Nevermind that,” said Jill, suddenly business like. “You have any experience at waiting tables?”“No,” admitted Christy.“Well, neither did I when I started.” Jill grinned. She turned. I'll see you in the wine bar tonight." Neil enthused."I'll be all ready to be your unfaithful slut!" I purred."And I'll be waiting!" Neil said as he hung up the phone.My pussylips were all puffed up and swollen, tingling with excitement and anticipation at what was to come. I placed my phone on the breakfast bar, drank my coffee and finished my cigarette. When Hubby arrived home at 6:45 he was greeted by me parading around in my lingerie of choice to be fucked in. I’d selected a quarter cup. A couple of draughts to be finalised… ALL to be passed on to you, for your final approval, or recommendations.’ Marcus didn’t bother to answer her. He simply leaned across her desk and punched in his own extension number. ‘Peter! Call down to the typing pool and have them send someone up to your sister’s office, and then you come and join us here.’ He replaced the phone and picked up the first folder. ‘Right then, let’s sort out who needs to do what.’ By the time that Peter arrived, with the.