I was so close to orgasm that seeing him standing there, a look of desire and shock on his face, didn’t faze me. I just came and came and came, call...ng his name. Alex put the tray down and intercepted me on the bed. He was incredibly horny – I remember the look of near anguish on his face when he held my shoulders down with his hands and pulled his mammoth cock from his boxers. It was already stiff as a brick and his equally sized balls were dangling like two, sweet, fruit beneath it. I was. He released her sore and flushed nipple, and moved down her body, stroking her neatly trimmed pussy, and parting her outer labia, seeking the soft dampness within. She murmured in pleasure and parted her thighs to allow him better access. Her hand moved on his shaft, feeling the blood return as his cock stiffened, regaining strength, beginning to pulsate between her fingers. Two of Max’s fingers parted her pussy lips and found the soft dark entrance. His thumb brushed across her clitoris. He. She also know about her husband's intense fetish for nylons. Perhaps she knew a little TOO much. He was obsessed with nylons. He bought them for her. He brought her a pair to wear practically ever morning especially on work days. He washed them. He kept the ones with runs in them to jack off with, sometimes together, mostly alone. She actually enjoyed watching him jack off with her nylons. It certainly took the pressure off of her. Sadly, she wasn't a very involved lover anyway. It was almost. "The Old Grope and Size? You'd probably need a couple more sisters andyears more of lady slumber parties to pick up that trick. Besides, itis technically sexual harassment and we aren't allowed to do that atwork..." I noticed the small bit of worry that crept in her voice atacknowledging the HR mistake before she continued, "Although it is aneat party trick for Lesbian Bars." I could hear the subtle wink inthat.I finished dressing and made a pouting shout. "Cassandra!" elongatingthe vowels. I.
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