I winced as she moved my ankle awkwardly.“So, Miss, I take it you're not from here. Is that a Texan accent I can detect?” I smiled my trademark cr...oked smile. She looked up from my ankle, smiling back at me as she locked eyes with me.“You have a good ear, Mr Townsend. You can call me Becca, tell me, when you got this injury, was alcohol involved? What did you do when it happened?” Her smile was charming as she looked at me.“In that case, call me Greg. There was a lot of alcohol the night. Though I was doing it now, I was doing it for me. Robert did not complain.I felt myself boiling up to the edge and thrust my hips into Robert’s face as the first wave of orgasm hit me. I don’t remember making a conscious decision to do so, but I remember pinching my nipples, something else I never would have considered before, and that magnified my pleasure ten-fold. I rocked, and bucked, and thrashed. I wrapped my ankles together and squeezed Robert’s head between my thighs, and I’m sorry to. Nice eyes, looks like a nice set of tits, nice butt. She's smart, funny, easy going and I picked this up only spending a couple hours with her. While training her we talked about our life and how we got to where we are and everything in between. On her third day she came in just like the past few days, nothing out of the ordinary. "Hey there" I saidHey, what's up? How's your day?" Oh not too bad, nothing new" I replyShe goes around the corner where the time clock is and punches in for the day.. “Keep licking my pussy.” She barked at him and Rick could see the man’s tongue flicking against her pink pussy. His hand crept down to his groin and rubbed his cock which was now painfully hard. Rhona slapped his hand away and Rick turned to look at her and his mouth dropped open at what he saw. She had taken off her coat as he had been the couple to reveal a red basque and panties with sheer black stockings. He trembled and felt dizzy as he watched her pull her hair back into a ponytail. “What.