"Now, it's one of the cheaper ones - corporate would have us say 'moreaffordable options' - but I've fallen in love with this Bourjois RougeVelvet lip...tick series," Ashley continued, plucking a tube out from thewall of lipsticks. "I'm wearing this one, the Hip Hip Pink, today -doesn't it make my lips look lovely and kissable?" Ashley asked, poutingin my direction. I blushed even harder, staring at her intensely kissablelips and wondering if this was what it was like when a girl came ontoyou.. She hated the boat. Obviously she must have felt some guilt, and was trying to 'indulge' him in other ways.I kept wondering how I would ever bring this up with him again, a 'how's it going?' or 'you OK?' seemed trite. I wanted to reach out and hold his hand. He would catch my eye, and this secret we both shared between us was right there.Could I? I watched him and felt such a warm feeling. Would I bring up the subject again, and how could I help? What was I saying? How would I ever be able to. ”Chris didn’t say a word, going quickly to his knees. He pulled her closer and buried his face in wet pussy. She placed the heels of her shoes over his back as she felt his tongue and fingers exploring her hole. Dan stroked his cock watching Chris eating his daughter’s pussy.“Fuck, your cunt tastes good!” he muttered and her body reacted to his tongue on her clit.“Is he doing a good job on you, honey?”“Mmm, he sure is! I love that you love watching men eating my cunt!’ she remarked growing more. No, she couldn’t. It was a nice thought, but it was either the real thing or nothing.The bell on the front door chimed, meaning somebody had come back to the office. She peeked up over the cubicle wall. It was Chris, one of her co-workers. New to the office. Awkward to stand next to, since he was a full foot taller than her.Chris saw Claire’s head pop up, and waved. She smiled and waved back. A friendly smile, nothing more. Chris made it very clear from the beginning that he was attracted to.