It was his turn to take the lead, and so he slid her off his still rock hard and throbbing erection, and climbed around her. She was on her hands and ...nees on the soft bed when he slammed into her from behind. She let out another scream and started rocking back and forth with his cock. She moaned every time he crushed into her, his balls slapping against her thighs with echoing claps of flesh on flesh. He groaned, and slapped her ass, leaving a white mark on the creamy skin. She moaned for him. I feel like he is trying to memorize me. He inserts his fingers and traces every inch of me, and then locates that spongy spot that he taught me about and brings me to the ultimate climax all over again. Then I feel his fingers in my drenched pussy sliding slowly in deep, and slipping slowly out, over and over again. I look down into his eyes and I see the enjoyment as he continues to tease and taunt me. I know he sees the look of pure pleasure in my eyes and he knows it’s the first time anyone. ”“I’m the judge of what constitutes a good job,” Mr. Morris said.“I think an impartial observer would say that you are a pretty lousy judge,” Dexter said.“You had better watch what you say,” Mr. Morris said.“Or what? You’ll fire me?” Dexter asked. “Go ahead.”Everyone around the table gasped when he said that. Mr. Morris looked like he was about to have a stroke. Dexter smiled at their reactions.Picking up a hard copy of his presentation, he said, “Oh, wait, firing me is going to be tough. For. "What a sight to behold" I think to myself. I look out across the room and see you laying on the bed. I hear another moan escape your lips as I see you arch up off the bed. My eyes adjust to the soft candle light and I see clearly now you are lying on the bed one hand between your thighs and the other grasping one of your breasts. I stare in amazement as I have just interrupted one of your private moments. I just stand there like some sort of peeping tom enjoying the scene that has befallen me..