I knelt behind her on the bed and began kneading her shoulders, trying to drive the tension out. Her next sigh had a different taste and texture. Enco...raged, I asked, "How much longer?" Three more minutes," she groaned. I had dug my thumbs into a particularly recalcitrant knot, and hoped that accounted for the tone. When that knot eased, I switched to back-scratch mode. Jeanine loved to have her back scratched, and I had finally broken my nail-biting habit on her account.She loosened the knot. Suddenly I quivered as an unexpected orgasm hit me, my pussy gripping Mary's fingers as it washed over me , I loosened the top two buttons on my shirt and pulled my tie looser as I saw Dave move behind Mary and push his hardening cock into her greying pussy as she carried on eating me out. My thighs tightened around her head as she brought me to the edge once again, I felt her tense as Dave's cock gave her the tinglings of a first orgasm, I was aware that Simon had moved to my side and had his. She remembered Erik’s cruel jibe about the – the blow job that she gave him but had never given to her husband. Elliott had asked for it once, she had refused, and he never asked again. Now he would see her performing it on a 17-year-old boy. One of her students.And all those other things she was forced to do – exposing the most intimate parts of her body while smiling and winking – and masturbating! She could explain and explain, but what was the saying about one picture being worth a thousand. “I would have sent Agnes to wake you up,” Klaus explained in the same even tone. “Or I would have come, but that could have meant waking you up in more ways than one.”There was no smile, no emotion on Klaus’s face as he spoke like that. Jake wished he would not feel pins and needles everywhere as the man continued to stare at him. “He’s a feisty one,” Hans commented.“I am right here,” Jake hissed. He decided that very instant he hated this Hans guy. Not only because he was so annoying, but also.