I could see him massaging her large boobs with one hand. His other hand was under her bums. He was going up and down on her at a very rapid rate and s...ying ah ah ah all the time. One of her hand was on his shoulder. Her other hand was inside his bums massaging his ass hole. Her sari was all crumpled up and bunched up at her waist. Her blouse was open and the boobs were hanging out. He was still wearing his t shirt and his pants were lying on the floor in a heap. They remained entwined in this. We travelled home for the first part of our journey on the tube.Stacey said she was feeling really Horny for some reason and was feeling very wet.The tube train was empty in our carriage and I told her to take her knickers off.This she did showing me her wet Shaved Cunt.Next I told her to take her bra off. Sh has small but perfectly formed Tits with little bud Nipples.She took her bra off and her Nipples were now poking out through her thin blouse.Next I told her to remove her skirt. This she. My skin was drawn tight and I was struggling to breathe as he drove me to distraction with his thoroughness.He spread my legs and stroked my inner thighs, moving closer and closer to the center that lay between them. By the time his fingers came into contact with the wet flesh of my sex I flinched from the tension he was creating. He lay beside me, propped on one elbow as he moved the tip of one finger up and down the slit that he found there. My hips began to move against his hand, trying to. Looking at him quizzically, I said, ‘Your office or mine,’ for though all partners were theoretically equal, some were more equal than others. ‘Oh, yours is closer. That is if you don’t mind.’ ‘Of course not.’ On our way past the open cubicles of the support staff, we made small talk. I remember that it was a lovely late summer’s day, and that as I entered my office I saw the replica of the schooner AMERICA under full sail on the harbor far below. When I turned and sat down, not behind my.