I lean down and rub against your back as I kiss your earlobes and the side of your neck. AS I rub I let my hands slip down onto your sides where I car...ss the sides of your breasts, always ending my strokes at your butt. The sight of your ass always arouses me; you don't understand why, but you accept that I am.I am still rampant, having lost little of my erection and I am trapped in the crack of your ass. I begin to stroke back and forth and you begin to squirm. I wonder if you are trying to. I gasped and looked down and the small stream had apparently gone right through my pants since it was so hard and made a small puddle on the floor exclamation. my pants were not wet on the sides at all but this Strasburg just came right through the middle and onto the floor oh no. I thought to myself I hope no one slips on my piss. I made an excuse to walk away and started going towards the kitchen oh, maybe I can slip away and quickly piss. suddenly my boss turns the corner, sees me, and says. Haaa…Yeah…Baby….Hmmm..Wow…..Hmm her moans made me crazy and I was hard again by the time I licked her completely and made her bend in doggy style and with my 8-inch hard tool I pushed it was so well lubricated it entered easily and with initial tight stroke with our moans…Haa…Hmmm ..Later it was harder the sound was like luchhh…Luchhh….Haa yeah. Come on….Fucker…Fuck me like a slave …..She was telling I fucked her like never before after 20 minutes I shot a huge load inside her pussy and some. I wept. No, I keened because the words I needed were gone. When I needed them the most, the fled and I babbled mercilessly with the throngs. Tears were on the undistinguishable faces, pouring out the words that should have been, the words that could not be. And we could only hope, could only pray that it was enough to honor the giver of life and passion in the life of our work. But even with our hope, the truth was on painted on our faces, we were devastated, and we knew no eloquence to convey.