I mean… if we keep going I’m not sure I’ll be able to stop myself from…and we really shouldn’t be doing this…but fuck… I want you so bad....” I interrupted his little tangent with a simple, “I love you.” I guess that was answer or reason enough for him, because he leaned down and kissed me on the forehead and told me he loved me too. He let go of his weight and laid on top of me and I wrapped my arms around his neck and our legs naturally entwined with each other’s as our lips met again. We. “Shh! We will wake John,” he heard Judy say.“No chance, he was too pissed to wake up, now fuck me, babe, give me your wet cunt, need to unload my balls,” Sam said.As John listened, he felt his cock harden and began to slowly wank himself.“Oh yes, ram that fucking cock up me, want your spunk, if that beer has given you brewers droop, I will be next door and get John’s cock up me, God knows how long since he's had a pussy,” Judy said.John smiled to himself as he thought of the young research. She stood perhaps 5 foot 4 with shoulder length light brown hair. There was, of course, a mask on her face but that failed to hide the twinkle in her blue eyes or the pert nose. Her lips seemed to beg to be kissed. She wore a genie outfit that would have put Barbara Eden (in her prime) to shame. Her flat bare midriff was much more tanned than the fabled TV genie and her breasts strained to rip the fabric of the costume. If they put a picture of cleavage beside the word in the dictionary, it. "But, I'll keep your application on file, in case someone decides to drop a bag."He nodded. They both laughed. He loved her sassy sense of humor.For Carrie, her world turned suddenly brighter. Somehow, her job didn't seem quite so mind numbing. He's the first person I've had a meaningful conversation with in days. Is he trying to flirt with me? She wondered. Doesn't he know he's a little too old for me? Oh, well, she thought, laughing at herself, it's not as if guys are breaking down my.