Without hesitating he slid his fingers inside, let them explore me once more. “When did that happen?” He sounded truly astonished now and I chuckl...d. I knew what he was referring to.I was wet, more than ready for his fingers or his cock. “When I was miles away”, I murmured truthfully. Just thinking about him, memories and fantasies, had made me that horny. And I was so good at hiding it. His brow furrowed for a moment but he said nothing as he freed me of that thing. I liked my lips again.. “Ohhhhh…” Brittany moaned as she used her hips to push her asshole onto my tongue. “Ohhhh…ohhhh…You’re gonna make me cum…Mr. Sanders!” Brittany screamed “Oh my God!” as she came so hard she almost fell off the windowsill. “Mr. Sanders, My God, that was…I don’t even know! That was…” and Brittany just collapsed in a round of giggles. I chuckled myself as I kissed her sweet ass.“Okay Britt, I just had my tongue on your ass, I think that allows you to call me Doug.”Brittany was still on hands. We skipped the smaller conference room. Janet found it interesting that we were sharing a working office when it would have been easier to just have separate ones. We explained that we really did work together. Ann mentioned the pool but we did not go to it. We moved back to the living room and talked for several more hours. The conversation was essentially similar to the dinnertime conversation. By the end of the evening Janet was becoming somewhat more relaxed around me. The girls went back. This guy was in his early 60's, a big plump guy, always jolly. But for now he seemed different, an emotion Holly had never detected in him before. She glanced down and saw a definite bulge, and all became clear. "Frank, are you struggling with that?" she asked, biting her bottom lip. Frank was embarrassed like the model was and began muttering and shuffling his feet. "It's fine" she smiled. "Keep those upstairs busy. Boys?" she looked at the cameramen. "Record this!" Now it was Frank's turn.