?Yes, Ma'am.? ?The litter-box,? she heard muttered as she went into her office. Cats , she thought with another chuckle. Such snobs .... Glancing at t...e applicant kneeling in the middle of the floor, she could tellimmediately what set troy off; the boy had a definite dog sense about him. Lookslike a boxer , she thought, wondering if this new boy had discovered hisinner animal yet. Probably not, if he came in from New Jerusalem. ?Good morning, boy,? she said, tossing the mail on her desk and. Shelley and I pulled our mouths apart, if only to get a deep breath. Remembering Lois’ comment about the traditional positions, which I assumed to be missionary with woman face down, or doggie, I slid Shelley hips to the edge of the bed. Again anticipating, Lois was at my side, holding a bowl of warmed lubricant. I started to reach for it, but she laughed and said “I’m the assistant, with emphasis on the ass. That’s my job.”She lubricated my cock, and then spread more onto Shelley, and put one,. Just the sound of his voice had been enough to bring her close to orgasm, and the knowledge that he was on the way over left her breathless.She wanted to wait for him and share the desire she felt, but she couldn't. She moved back over to the projector and turned it on; then she moved back across to the bed.Her legs were rubbery, and she had to sit down on the edge of the bed as she moved her hand back to her hot mound. She threw her head back and clamped her eyes shut tightly as her thighs. Ken couldn't resist. He cradled her tits and then started to stimulate her clit. "Stop that!" she exclaimed. "You're just cheating, now. You didn't think I could get you out of this cage you're in, did you? And when I start to win, you resort to underhanded tactics."She grinned and leaned her head back as she just enjoyed the glorious sensation he was creating in her cunt. Then she kissed him on the nose and said, "And it is underhanded, too. Your hand is under my cunt. I hope it drowns!" By.