I can't believe she was even capable, let alone loving it. whenever I would have been getting tired this guy was going harder and harder for another 1... minutes, it was amazing. She was screaming the whole time, his sack was hitting her ass, it sounded like a bitch slap! I'm not moving, squinting through one fucking eye, and wishing to god I could move cuz my dick hurt it was so hard. And then he did it. he started speed fucking her faster yet, then buried it up in her and let it rip. She was. It seemed hot in the office that night, though it easily could have been my imagination…or the pheromones flying between us. We kept it generally professional, but any observer (and thank goodness there were none) would have easily noticed the chemistry, the innocent flirtation, the connection. Our project completed, I asked Elizabeth where she’d parked, saying that I would walk her to her car given the late hour. She said that she carpools, and that her ride had left long ago, she planned to. Her breasts were fully rounded followed by a curvy hip. Her skin felt smooth and soft. “Anna…stop looking at me like this,” she giggled still with her eyes closed.“How do you know I am staring at you?” I questioned her. “Your eyes are still closed.”“A girl can feel a man’s look easily even though she is not looking at him. I can feel whenever a man looks lustily at my body,” she said. I made myself nude, as she spoke on about girl’s instincts. I joined in her bed and covered the blanket over. I saw everything about you your height 6 ft 2 or 3 weight maybe 210 your eyes hypnotic and clear your shoulder’ s were broad your arms massive hands and fingers long and clean manicured your waist narrow you butt tight and very firm long legs and you walked with a strong stride.Your aftershave smelled manly and fit you.I found myself drawn to that bench everyday at lunch waiting for a look of you always happy that you were there like clockwork 12 o’clock never varied. I did this everyday.