Arleen was not hungry, she pecked at a burger the radio station had had brought in from some burger joint, the art director managed slither his hands ...riefly over her blouse a couple of times, before, pulling the plug on the production and calling it a day. Her car finally overheated and she had to have it towed, all in all, not a successful day.She could hear her phone ringing, while she unlocked the front door, she grabbed it."Melody?" She asked."No, It's Claire, hi Arleen." Her agent greeted. Her hips rocked as she bucked against his hand, her orgasm sneaking up on both of them. Panting and moaning, she cried, “Fuck my cunt, Chad! Fuck it hard and fast and deep!”He entered her slowly and teased her with long deliberate strokes until she thought she’d go mad with need and lust.She came several times, each time clamping down so hard on his cock that he needed to make a concerted effort to hold off. He wasn’t ready to be done with her quite yet.He continued to fuck her slowly and. I watched her breasts bounce and her hair shake from side to side as she bit her bottom lip, her eyes lidded.Finally, as I bottomed out, rubbing at her itch, she shivered in pleasure, so much that my head swam and I gripped the sheets to not grab her and use her as a toy. Then she started fucking me.She pushed herself up and down, squeezing me with her muscles and twisting her hips. I could feel the itch being rubbed deep within, getting hotter and hotter, burning brightly and turning into hot. She took my hand and placed it on top of her breast that lays there under the robe. She pushed me back against the wall as i asked "What if we get caught?" We wont, lock the door and put this over it to block the glass." She demanded while handing me a poster with blue tack on it. As she passed me the poster she pinched my ass and looked at me like she was about to jump on me, i have to say it took alot out if me to stop myself from jumping on her aswell. I place the poster on the door and.