.. I stroke myself a little faster...My hips rocking in time to my fingers... I reach a hand to my breast and squeezing my nipple...My nipples get har... aching... I watch you stroking your hard cock... I feel myself getting even wetter...My finger moves from my clit...sliding inside my pussy... I grip it tight as I move it in and out...Then i take my finger...and with it wet from my juices, i run it against your mouth... your tongue licks my finger...sucking every drop of my juice from it...My. She says I have tosign over the company to her tonight and that I am going to be theoffice girl. I can't think straight right now but it appears I havelost everything." "You have my sympathy. You were a great boss and I loved workingfor you. How did Sheila get to be president?" "My wife appointed her and set up all the changes. I don't thinkI'm going to be able to change my wife's mind on this. My wholelife is lost and I have no idea what to do about it." He walked away looking like the. Its very simple thing that you have suffered and scarified so much for me and I am just trying to make it up to you.’Today when I am recalling all this I am realizing that I sounded like a sultry bitch on heat, but at that time, there was just one thing in my mind and is still today also I just wanted to see my chacha happy in any way, I mean I was ready to pay any price. After hearing all this it seemed as if he started to melt, so then I moved toward him and took him in my arms and hugged him. The waiter now began wiping the soda on her boobs. It had flowed down from her boobs down to the belly. He reached the belly, but then found it was down right up to the pussy. She spread her legs to allow him access to the pussy.He too had understood that he had no escape and had begun enjoying. As he was wiping the pussy, she, as if helping him, caught his hand and pushed his finger in to the pussy. She had by now understood what I wanted and had begun to enjoy the game. She looked at me.