Her breasts were not over large but stood out firm and proud. Her hair was almost down to her waist, straight and silky. A pretty face, brown eyes, pe...t nose, slightly turned up. Her lips were her best feature though. Full and soft, a deep red that did not need lipstick to be noticed. The type of lips that needed to be kissed. That’s exactly what I did. I pulled her down to me and kissed her deep and hard. Sliding my hands up and down her back. Sara kissed back harder and I slid my hands to her. We kiss softly, tenderly and with a slowly rising passion. Your arms are around me drawing me closer to you. I wonder if you can feel the trembling deep within me. Our clothes have gradually fallen to the floor in a mixed pile. Our bodies each feel the heat emanating from the other. My kisses drift downward and pay homage to your full breasts and nipples. My tongue is busy tasting you, your head tilts back exposing your throat in an instinctual display of surrender and trust. My kissing you. ‘You’re making me jealous to think that your cum is going down the drain instead of inside of me, maybe you should just let me taste it,’ I said before becoming fully engaged in sucking and biting a small area of his neck known to make him squirm. His moans were coming out short and soft. I could feel his muscles tighten like he was getting ready to explode, his hand working at a much faster pace. Stroking and tugging himself with expertise, I couldn’t help but grind my pussy against his ass. So like an idiot I did exactly what she said. I stood where I was, by the conference table, and waited.A few minutes later she walked back in, and it was obvious she been to the ladies because although slightly red-eyed, she looked much (much) better. And it did not escape my notice that one more of the buttons on her shirt was undone.She flicked the snib on the door lock so it couldn't be opened from the outside, shut it, and walked over to me. She pushed me back so I was half sitting on the.