I really gonna' need to ease some of my load before we go out tonight." Tricia looked up into my eyes with a mischievious grin, then we simultaneousl... turned toward Angie to see her looking up at us as if she was in an erotic trance, then with a cute smirk, she asked, "Can I help you Mister C?" My cock pulsed in anticipation as I replied, "Yes Angie, I'm sure that I can use your help." Her eyes lit up with a wide smile, and she purred, "Mmmm, I always love it when you use my help Mister C.". My pussy started getting wet, I was enjoying this guy looking up my skirt. I didn't say anything to Jim, but I spread my knees just a little bit.I was getting very suprised that this guys wife or girlfriend didn't notice him looking up my skirt. I was having so much fun, I think if Jim would have asked me to stop that I would not have been able to. I finaly did tell Jim, and he went to the restroom again so he could get a look at what was showing.He came back from the restroom, and told me that. It never fails: just when you finally find an article worth reading.I nodded to her as I walked through the office to the superintendent's door. "How was your summer, Mr..."Mr. Mulino wasn't sitting behind the desk."You would be Tony Sims," he said, looking up from some paperwork on his desk. Where Mr. Mulino looked like a big friendly Jackie Gleason, this guy looked more like that Marine drill sergeant on Mail Call on the Discovery Channel."Yes, sir," I admitted, startled. "I was hoping to see. He continued to slowly fuck her until her heard her cry, ‘Please Master, fuck me harder. Pound my pussy. Make it yours.’ That was all she had to say. He reached around her, holding her breasts firmly in his hands, feeling her nipples hard against his palms. He pulled his cock almost out of her pussy and thrust it deep into her again. Faster he fucked her. His balls moving with the motion of his hips. Isabella moaned to the rhythm of Master Paul fucking her. He could feel himself getting ready.