Yes, the couch, right were this whole thing started last time. Leah comes out of the ladies room, and to my surprise walks right by me and sits at her...desk. Her back is facing me. I sit there for a minute as she fumbles through some papers on her desk. I ask her if she’s ok. “Yes I’m fine Serg, why?” just curious I say. She is still facing away from me. I now stand behind her and touch her shoulders and run my fingers down through her silky hair. She arches back and I grab her shirt and slip. .. but then I guess you're sort of a fifth wheel when there's just the four of us. They sure as hell don't neglect me, though; that Janice sure knows how to turn me on. God, she's good at it."Ben was silent for a few moments. He had something to say, and he wasn't exactly sure how to put it. Sue sensed his predicament almost immediately, and she turned to look at him."What's eating you?"Ben hesitated, then shrugged."Nothing really. I was just thinking that we should try to ease out of the deal. His pace quickens. She could see the raw sensuality etched into his face as he drives deep, picking up the pace, thrusting into her, fingers digging into her hips, pulling her into him as if he couldn't wait to be buried to the hilt.Each long stroke taking her breath away, her lungs burning, her body losing control.. She could feel her muscles clenching down on him, holding him tighter and tighter, feeling him growing thicker and harder, stretching her impossibly more. Her fingers drag down. I told her that I felt I could control myself, but the thought had been nice, and her blowjob even nicer. She doesn’t have much of a gag reflex, and so can take me down really deep, and the sensation of her throat milking me is just heaven. As we were clearing up the breakfast things, a car hooted, and there was Sylvia, taking a small case from the boot and walking towards our door. She was a good hour earlier than she had told Jenny, for which she apologised as soon as she came in. She said.