Her hand closed over his on her cheek, caressing it, and she said, “Oh my god, that gave me shivers.” Her eyes opened, once again ensnaring his. C...rling her fingers around his wrist, she pulled down and breathed, “Please.” She pressed his hand against her breast, and he let out a quiet groan. He squeezed the firm globe, making her moan and close her eyes for a moment. “Do you want to see me?” She asked as his forefinger found her stiff nipple. “Yes.” She sat up, jerking what little material was. “Lay down on your desk, on your back!” she ordered. I couldn’t get on to my desk fast enough. My pen holder, files and my notes quickly found their way to the floor. Jennifer straddled me, putting a knee on either side of my head, her pussy above my face. “Lick it,” she demanded, as she lowered herself on to my face. On my gawd! I slipped my tongue on to her pussy as she leaned forward and took my cock into her manicured fingers, teasingly playing with me. I licked her into a freaking frenzy,. He was still getting used to that. It wasn't like Star Trek, where the doors were smart enough to stay closed if you stood in the doorway, talking back over your shoulder, but it was still pretty spooky.When Steve entered the room, he found two men sitting at opposite ends of the couch in the sitting room off the main bedroom. Both were nervous, and both looked at him with a certain hunger. Steve already knew about Johnny's needs, but his information about Andrew wasn't enough to give him much. Her wet pussy squelched and sloshed as she began to fuck herself in earnest. Her face and chest were flushed with excitement, and her breasts bounced and jiggled. I was merely holding my manhood, not even stroking anymore, totally mesmerized by her performance. Yet, precum continued to seep from the tip of my cock, coating my fingers and seeping down onto my chair. "Take your finger and scoop your juice up, Scott. That's your job. Lick your fingers clean for me. Mmm, good boy." There they were.