The next minute she was coming. This time he didn’t wait, though he let her beat him to the finish line. He saw the orgasm hit her in the face as he... mouth and nostrils stretched as wide as possible to let it in. It filled her throat. It convulsed through her chest, shaking her breasts again and again and then drove deep into her belly and wouldn’t let go. Her mons ground into him and twisted in a tight circle making him brace his legs against it. Her hips popped again and again, her thighs. I took her to my room. She got a call from her home. She was speaking normally but it’s the first time for me to bring a girl to my room which is actually safe. As she was speaking I hugged her from back and kissed her neck ears, meanwhile my cock rose like anything and it was touching her back. She was speaking and I am doing my work like kissing her, massaging her Boob’s from outside, it was an amazing feel for me for the first time. She cut the call as she is unable to control and turned. The pretty blonde in the id photo was Roxanne Bodwell, thirty-six, residence London, England. Her occupation was that of stewardess, with British Airways, with an income of twenty-five thousand pounds a year. From there, I broke into the BA database and within an hour had her confidential employee evaluation. No immediate family. Never been married, though had a daughter out of wedlock when she was at university when she was only twenty-one. Took job as a stewardess to earn money to send. Time and again she would wriggle herself and give me beautiful sensations. I asked her to get up, then lay her on my 12 feet long glass-top desk. Her legs were hanging knee down and the rest of her body was on the desk. I trailed both my hands from her head to knee…very slowly…her mouth skipped a moan, with her closed eyes she was rolling her eyes.This time I opened her other 2 shirt buttons and saw a beautiful lacy black bra, her fair boobs could not be hidden under those. I further dragged.