We both looked over our shoulders.“Shit,” I said. “Let’s get out of here.”“Hell yeah,” he said. Without missing a beat, he pulled his ...and away, put on his seatbelt, and peeled off down the street.We were going so fast that I was afraid of hitting something. I practically had to hang on for dear life. I kept watching for cops, because I didn’t want to have to explain what we were doing. But my heart was also pounding with excitement. I couldn’t take my hands off Chad. I undid his fly and. I was really fed up with the job I was in so I wanted to make an impression. Our friend had told me that the manager of this little company fancied himself as a lady’s man, and if I wore the right type of clothes, the job would probably be mine. He had a little office just off the M61, about 18 miles from where we live and the interview was to take place there. My husband persuaded me (against my better judgement), to dress as a slutty secretary, for the interview. I arrived at the office in. "So guys, I'm back to see how you are doing without me?" I asked."Hi Sylvia, want to help us pack a few knock up kits?" the oldest of them asked."Sure Wilson here will help too," I said. I began assembling the boxes and Wilson packed the kits and put them into the packing. When we had all 14 kits in the boxes, I glued the shipping labels onto the boxes. The postman would be by for them the next day."So since you aren't talking much, are you all talked out from the film crew?" I asked."Yep they. I could see her ass and her love hole and the darkness surrounding it, which was her pubic hair. I almost cum seeing it. I started to stroke my penis slowly. As she was done apply soap, she started to shower again. In that time something remarkable happened. She started to insert her fingers into her love hole and started to massage it. With the other free hand, she started to massage her nipples. I couldn’t believe what I was witnessing.She then took her right boob and started licking it..