Fortunately, his body was used to couch-surfing, so his muscles didn’t give him any grief as he stretched. He had shed his flannel pajama pants and...T-shirt, opting to sleep in his boxers. He had never been one for modesty, and even if Elisha was, he assumed she would sleep in long enough for him to change into a fresh pair of clothes. But even if she caught him in his boxers, it wouldn’t necessarily be a bad thing, would it? Come what may, Milo smirked. Plus, he hadn’t been working on his. Pamela was a woman that I could love forever.Standing there in my office totally nude she asked me, “Would you like to fuck me?”She didn’t have to ask me twice, “Yes. Lock the door while I get undressed.”Pamela said, “It’s already locked. Do you think that I’d be standing here like this if it weren’t?”I replied, “I don’t know.”Pamela smiled and said, “Look I’m fucking pissed at my husband right now and you have been on my radar for quite sometime. I practically threw myself at you. Fuck that, I. My hands cupped Gina’s tight ass. It felt so good. My cock was touching her tummy. Her hands slowly unbuttoned my shirt and pants. My underwear already had a pre-cum stain on them. She kneeled down and took my underwear off while kissing my pulsating cock. I wanted to cum so badly but I needed to wait. Then it was my turn. I slowly unbuttoned her blouse revealing a red and black lace bra. Her nipples were hard and pushing out of the thin material holding them back. I kissed her neck, I nibbled. Her face lit up like a little kid that had just been invited to play.She came over and kneeled on the seat next to me, bending over to have her tummy where I had patted the couch. I kneeled behind her and sneaked my hands under her robe, and caressed the soft skin of her thighs and hips. I lifted the robe and threw it over her head, exposing now her bare rear to my contemplation and delight. I let my hands run swiftly over her cheeks, legs, and back, and then began to caress her cheeks as if.