I glanced at him. He stared straight forward, controlling himself in a way that seemed impossible to me. Wanting to tease a reaction out of him, I mov...d my hand to the crotch of his jeans. Even through the material, I could see his hard cock bulging, as if it was straining to burst out. I gently massaged his hardness and he sighed deeply. The taxi driver's eyes flicked to the rear view mirror and I knew that he was watching us. Perhaps it was the alcohol making me braver than usual but this. I can’t hold back much longer anyway. We start to build up a momentum and I feel like I might come soon. She senses it too and we both grunt as the fucking gets more frenzied. I lose control of my hips in a way that takes me by surprise. I have gotten so used to edging and being in control, but there is no controlling this. My cock strains to bursting point and my pelvis thrashes against hers like a battering ram. My body is trying to make a baby for the first time as desperately as if it. Apparently one of the machines needs adjustment or repair. I stood back out of the way and waited for them to finish their conversation.When he finished with them, Doug came over to see what I want. We’ve always tried to keep it professional when we’re on the work floor. We never touch or kiss or behave unprofessionally in any way when we’re where anyone can see us.But for some reason I felt the strongest desire to throw my arms around his neck right then and kiss him passionately. What I just. She gave me one of those 'oh sure' looks so I acquiesced a bit and told her, "Peeing is one of them. It is so weird to sit and pee like this. I can't tell you how many times I've peed down my legs when I forgot! The softness of the world is another one. That is to say, now I am allowed, nay even expected, to experience everything soft and feminine and it's okay for me to do that. If I wore the kind of undies I have on now, before, even Gwen would have tossed me out on my ear!" This is exactly.