I get up on the bed again and sit on your lower legs, and massage your thighs, oh those tight sexy thighs. Of course, I have to take a break at your m...dsection, to pay homage to that beautiful cock. It's rising in the sunlight that is streaming in the window. I grasp it to massage it good. At least until I have you squirming and moaning“Stop. I want this to last; it feels too good.” you say.I continue up your torso until I reach those sore shoulders - you know - where I love to lay my head.. She growled and sobbed her way through another orgasm and then another as I continued my relentless attack on her pussy. I saw blood start to run from the finger she was biting on as she clamped down harder on it in attempt to fight off another orgasm but she could not. Her arm flopped down on the bench and she stopped struggling and just lay helplessly staring at the wall while I hammered her inside out. After a few minutes I felt my balls tingle and then it felt like they were on fire. The. . that's the difference.”“So then what happened,” I asked,“Well even though I swallowed a lot of it, there was still a lot of his goo on his stomach, so I got some paper towels and we cleaned him up,” Becky said, and then she added, "And it was so cute because he kept thanking me, over and over again.We all laughed, and then Gina said, “Okay, I’m almost home… did he do anything to you?”A smile came over Becky’s face and she said, “Well he wanted to, you know… fuck me, but I told him that didn’t. Aisha turned around accordingly. Peon took a last good look towards Aisha before leaving the room. He even checked out her back. Surely he was going to masturbate immediately thinking about it.Manager (breaking the silence): Aisha, wear the uniform now.Aisha wore the shorts first. They were too small for her size. Her thick ass couldn’t be contained in it. It covered a small part of her ass. Then she wore the top.The top was tight too but better-fitting than the shorts. It was deep, and almost.