As she moved faster I rubbed my thumbs faster and harder. She let out and almighty scream of joy, again and again, as she came. Once she got her breat..., she sat up and turn u over so she was on top. She lift off, me sat on my thighs and start to wank me off. Taking long slow strokes, she rubbed her pussy with her other hand then reached forward too play with my nipple as she wanked me. I was massively turned on. Being pinned down by both her legs and her nipple rubbing hands. I was about to. I slowly padded over to them, and my $i$ter saw me first. She did not stop grinding her friend’s pussy, but instead started to hump her harder. The oily pussies were glowing red sliding lips to lips. Lisa grinned at me and whispered to Susan.“Look who’s here.”Susan opened her eyes with a startled jump. When she saw me she gasped and stopped and moved to get up, but Lisa held her legs, and started rubbing her cunt into her harder still. “Wait a minute, I’m not done.” Lisa protested.Susan did. But, there we were, and, she was looking down at me with those beautifull eyes, smiling, so I moved (I was sitting on the edge of our table), so she could sit on my knees, or something like that, but for my surprise, she set directly on my cock. Wearing slim, tight, short dress, here closenes, the fact that I felt that she was drunk aswell, got me hard in an instant.She felt it, she must've had. And then, she started moving, just a little, like she was dancing in her place (thats how it looked. Not to the firm's directors! But to the employees. If I give up, I know most of the sales team will take it as their cue to abandon ship. Without their hard work the place would close in weeks. So I soldier on!Angeline had not found her second pregnancy as easy as her first, and after the birth suffered from quite serious Postnatal Depression. She appeared to have recovered after a few weeks. But for the rest of the year she would get into weird moods, sometimes extremely happy but other times.