All of this had taken less than an hour, but I decided to get back as I doubted that Dana would take too much of Joyce's time knowing that I was waiti...g.I was obviously wrong, as I finished all of the interesting articles in the paper, and still there was no Joyce. I was getting a little impatient when my phone rang. It wasn't Joyce, it was Dana. She almost giggled as she said, "I didn't know your tastes ran to petite blondes."I laughed and said, "You're the second person today to make a remark. Danielle had orgasmed also, and she was quite loud. He shot a huge load of cum, and as he slipped out I could see his cum bubbling out. I made my way downstairs and outside to my car. I had parked on the street, so I just waited outside. After a couple of minutes I saw the door open and he came out, got in a car across the street and left. I waited a couple of minutes then went inside again. I called out to Danielle and she answered back from upstairs. I went upstairs, and was surprised to see. Sandy had a lovely regular insistent unhurried stroke on me which was irresistable. I felt like iron in her hand as the feeling reached back down into my balls and my glans drooled strings of pre-cum. A bit more dribble raised a cheer from the women as they knew from my swollen glans that I was due. Past the point of no return my spurt looped across the glass with Sandy giving me just enough elevation to give extra distance. I'd failed on that spurt but the second went at least six inches. See how it sucks at my fingers? It wants to be fed... fed some nice hard, thick, cock!" "Ohhhh God yes, Sir! Please, please fuck me. Pleeease..." Amy cried, her body shaking with need. "Let's see what we can do about that hungry hole shall we?" Mr. Cramer said, pushing her onto her back on the desktop. He lifted her legs up, "Hold those legs up slut, so Mr. Hernandez can get to that slutty little pussy," he instructed her. Amy did as she was told, holding her legs high over her head and wide.