I reached a hand between us to rub myself as Tom stared. But I still couldn’t quite get there, even as Matt and Ally cried out in quick succession, ...heir own orgasms overtaking them.*Both couples cuddled, lying near each other on the deck. All four of us wet and muddy; three seemingly sated.I wasn’t sated at all, but I was tired enough to doze for a bit, or maybe just daydream. Either way, a new variation on a dream took over me. This time, Ally was licking up cum as it leaked from my pussy, as. What color bra and panties do you imagine her wearing? And don’t say white or black. Those aren’t even colors. White and black are good for cars but not for bras and panties. Be more creative, especially when imagining her sexy bras and her skin tight panties. ‘She’s wearing light blue matching bra and panties,’ said Bob. Now take a step back and look at her, really look at her. Look more closely at her. That’s right. You imagined her. As if you’re a warlock, a magician, or a wizard, you. Well I would cure that. I continued the slow and easy method and she was humping back at me as fast as her ass would go, but with my weight and strength compared to hers she wasn’t getting much of my dick, except what I let her have. She was getting frustrated, but soaring in heat so I let her complain a bit, and then I started long stroking her. She was all but incoherent now, babbling nonsense words interspersed with words like: “Fuck”; “No!” and “So Biggg!”I could feel myself enlarging. It was an early meeting I was asked schedule on all their computer calendars as a mandatory meeting with Bob Hansen. I occasionally smiled as someone greeted me or commented on my outfit as they walked by. My focus though was on getting the forms ready and waiting for when they were needed in the meeting. It had probably seemed like a normal Monday to them.This day I was wearing a tight, short, black skirt that molded to my mature curves and ended at mid-thigh. My blouse was semi-sheer.