She gave me a big smile as her hand ran over mine. Her fingers gently stroked mine as she turned towards me."Thanks," she said. "You're so sweet." Not...really," I replied with a slight grin. "I have my moments though." Are you trying to get me drunk so you can take advantage of me after the game?" she whispered as her hand ran over my chest."Maybe," I replied. "Do you think it's working?"She just smiled and turned back to the game as the second period started. I stood close behind her and put my. As she collapsed on top of me, her lips found mine. Her pussy was still contracting and around my cock, as if still trying to milk the cum from me.After a few minutes just laying there kissing and cuddling I needed relief so rolled her over on to all fours. By now we were across the bed her facing the window with me stood behind her. After tasting her extremely wet pussy I slid in. My hands now on her ass spreading her cheeks looking at her gorgeous ass as my cock slid into her. I was really. He lowered his cock to my lips again and I sucked him back into my mouth. With one hand on the base of his cock and the other between his cheeks I pulled him back harder with each stroke. His hips were thrusting hard, pushing his cock down between my lips and back out.Oh Kristy suck it Babe was the last thing he said before I began to taste his warm sticky juices in my mouth. He leaned on the stool cum filling my still working mouth, as I milked his cock of the last warm drops. Slowly his cock. He was the delicious beam of sunshine that cut through the drudgery of the other four working days.--The British Probation Service was chronically under-funded and my office certainly reflected that; it wasn’t big enough to swing a cat. A bulky 1980s desk took up three-quarters of the space and there was just room enough for a narrow filing cabinet and an uncomfortable plastic chair for clients.It was a dreary setup. Ten years ago, I’d wanted to study graduate law, but life had intervened and a.