"Oh God, Bill!" she whimpered and plastered her lips to his. She came up for air. "You are a very special man." Her lips fastened on his again. She pu...hed herself upright and impaled herself. "Tonight I'm going to make love to you." She rode him vigorously until her own excitement became too much and she fell forward. He rolled them over and brought them both to an ecstatic climax.Despite it being a Sunday Wendy stayed all night and grumbled loudly when the alarm went off. When Bill came to. So he started to hand me boxes one at a time. I made it like I couldn't get the box so I could look at his cock in his shorts. As I grabbed the first box I made sure that I brushed my hand against his crotch. I looked up at him and all I saw was a big smile. With every box and every brush against his cock he started to grow. As we made our way down to the corner, I had to get right in front of him because there was no room for the both of us. As I stood in front of him, and he had his hands on. The rest of the day was fairly straightforward with a number of talks interspersed with a buffet lunch. Although, to tell the truth, my mind was still not really on the job, rather, engaged as it was, on Rachelle, Claire and the potential for this week away from home, to turn into an experience to remember. I finished my last session at 5:00 p.m. and went to the bar for a quick couple of drinks. I felt I needed to relax myself as the thought of Claire's visit had made me tense and excited all. Well, that next weekend I had her out of her clothes and posing with open-leg shots, including a few of her masturbating.She was a tiger in bed, sexually-hungry, just fucking me every chance we both had. And we had lots of chances. The biggest chances were a few times at school when the Principal was away and we used his office. What memories.There were others, the lady I met who was a secretary for a prof I had in college, she was fifty-three, then, and she also had me do some shots of her.