“It’s also sort of painful, isn’t it? The closer you get, the more you feel the need to let go. Oh! Wouldn’t it be great just to give in? Feel...all that sticky cum force its way out from the depth of your balls – burst up through your bulging shaft. You’re so aroused, you’d probably shoot it several feet up into the air. You’d just love to feel that, wouldn’t you?”She masturbated him slowly, squeezing his cock hard.“Ah!” he gasped. “No! Not yet!”She laughed.“Of course not!” she replied. “Because. Kneeling on the floor between his legs, I was both a bit relieved and secretly disappointed that the tablecloth went all the way to the floor. It would have been very sexy if the other diners could see some part of me under the table. I grabbed Jon’s cock and ran the tip of my tongue from its base all the way to the crown. I could already taste the pre-cum at his tip and knew he was just as hot as I was. I wasted no time sucking him into the depths of my mouth and slowly started to pump my face. The dim-witted man tweaked and twisted the small pink buds and aureoles of her nipples until they were hard and erect. His fingers kneaded and squeezed at the round resilient tit flesh, puckering it teasingly beneath his cupped palms. Then he was circling his forefinger over the hardness at the tips, while the lower half of his body set up a slowly making motion up between her trembling asscheeks.Then suddenly the door flew open.Three heads raised at the sound of the booming laugh, sluicing. The sales team were insisting on leaving in the afternoon so that they could have the evening to cram and prepare. I arrived at the parking lot in a tie with matching socks, which was a first for me, and met the "Resource Team" in the parking lot. The team was a bunch of blowhard guys with hair, big hair. We shot the bull in our heavy coats in front of the company car waiting for the team leader to arrive. A cherry red BMW slid silently into the lot and all of men suddenly straightened and shut.