She sucked his throbbing rod to before the point of no return. She sucked and sucked, sliding her hands up and down the shaft. She sucked gently movin... her tongue around the head tasting and swallowing her juices still on him. She moved again and took his hand and moved him on his knees. She laid back and he straddled her. She pressed her tits together and he slid between them and fucked them like he did her hot box. GIVE ME YOUR JUCE! BUT FUCK MY CUNT FIRST!He took her legs and propped them. "Yes, Trixie, just get on and pour it."He did as he was told but it was then that June noticed how miserable hewas."Take that scowl off your face Trixie, I want to see a smile."He looked her in the eyes with the saddest expresion she had ever seen.She was too drunk to understand so let it pass.The rest of the meal went off without incident except that Junecontinued to drink and got quite merry. After the cheese course theparty returned to the lounge but May was a bit concerned that she. Much to my frustration, he was clearly interested, often stroking my shoulders or hair, or brushing his fingertips against my skin just enough to make my pussy quiver with excitement, but all that changed one afternoon in July.The office was quiet, recession had slowed orders and staff had been sent home early for the day, only me, my boss and a couple of other girls worked away on the whole floor, I was tucked away in the far corner by the big windows sitting at my desk, I could just see the. In and out, hard. She cry’s for more, yelling out “Fuck me! Fuck me harder!” I try, deeper and deeper, harder and harder.She quakes and shudders, climaxing once again.I however am not finished yet. I beckon her to get off the hood, she stands in front of me, her perky nipples touching my chest. I tell her to turn around but she shakes her head. She is suddenly on her knees, sucking on me. I almost tell her to stop, but I can’t it feels to good. After a few more moments I tell her “I need to.