He walked slowly round her, inspecting the woman he had been offered.When he had completed his circuit he reached out and hefted one breast for a mome...t, letting it drop back to its natural position."Much to old," he said to the orderly, "Get rid of this one and find something half its age. Grab something off the street if necessary."Jane was hustled out of the room and only just managed to get her dress back on as they waited for the lift. When it came the orderly pressed the button for the. He lifted the skirtand buckled one then he moved to do the last andstopped. All he did was breathe. Hard. His breath was hot and he was doing this on her pussy.For minutes he would just breathe. She could feelherself getting wet just from his breath. She put herhands on his head and moved his head closer to herpussy. This was the sign he was waiting for. She wasn’twearing any panties. He propped her leg up on the styling block and slowlygave her pussy long licks. He started to suck on. Lisa did find it interesting, however, that Mr. Collins had put her on the work schedule for 10:00am to 6:00pm this Saturday - which was today. The art gallery always closed at 5:00pm sharp on weekend afternoons. Lisa was well aware what her boss would want her to do during the final hour of her shift. And none of it, she knew, was work-related.Lisa remembered the instructions that Mr. Collins gave her, too. She was to come to work from now on with a "playful and naughty" look about her.. Then he began soaping his body. When he started to wash his back, I took my opportunity. "Let me wash that for you," I said with a grin as I took the soap from his hand. I rubbed the soap across his broad back and rubbed his skin with my free hand. He turned his back into the spray to rinse it off. Looking down, I could see that he was aroused. "Let me wash that big, hard cock now, daddy." I could see him staring at my heavy boobs. I ran my hands and the soap along the hard erection and then.