She knew. She locked the door, loaded her cart and began walking slowly towards the back. He wasn’t at the computer, and for a moment Theresa began ...o doubt. Then she turned and saw him waiting, hands at his sides, between two rows of shelves. Their eyes met, and suddenly Theresa was beset with another, much bigger doubt: what if he had only put that address on her computer to mock her? What if he was only here to taunt the dowdy, uptight librarian some more? No. Still holding his gaze she took. "Fuck me stud. Fuck me." I yelled. I figured I might as well make him feel like a true lover boy.I could hear his breathing getting faster and knew he was close. When he finally let go he almost shouted, "WOW, here I come."He pulsed a little as he dumped his load in me and to make things a little better for him I reached up and pulled his face down to mine and gave him another one of the kisses he seemed to like so much."Oh Bob, that was awesome. I never did that to a guy before and your ass is. “Jennifer, I’m going to turn in as I’m tired. I was hoping though I could get a goodnight kiss first? “So saying he took a step toward my wife and looked expectantly. “You always were arrogant, weren’t you Brett. What makes you think I would give you a good night kiss?” “Because I know you want to, come here.” Brett stretched out his arms and seeing Jennifer’s hesitation he took her hands and pulled her toward him. When she reached him he bent forward and kissed her without asking her. Her hand and forearm was probably 17 to 18 inches!With her pointed fingers at my pussy entrance, she moved them up and down, caressing my pussy, stimulating it, grazing my clit. She worked over my pussy as if she were getting ready to insert a penis by a loving man. As the fingers found my hole, as they spread my outer and inner lips to my pussy, as they began entering me, I put my head back against the woman behind me. She responded with kisses to my neck, moving one hand from a breast and.