Her smile broadened as she started to move around the desk."You understand that I'll be under you, even when I'm riding on top, or when we're playing ...ide-by-side," she suggested.She grabbed my tie, and used it as a leash to push me down into my chair."My boss spent an hour ranting and raving about that book," she said as she leaned her body into mine. Her lips moved dangerously close to mine, but she didn't kiss me. "He insists there are at least ten examples of brilliant intuitive deduction. Her tongue fluttered along my cock. Pleasure shivered through me. Her tongue caressed my dick.I groaned, my hands gripping her hair. She was such a whore. She was so good at sucking my dick. My daughter's mouth was hot around my cock. It was incredible. I let out a might growl, my hips thrusting forward, slamming my shaft into the depths of her mouth, brushing the back of her throat.“This is what a whore's mouth is for,” I groaned. “And you're a whore like that cunt-mother of yours.”She. Then she stood up and went near the balcony door. Which was closed but everything ws visible. I als got up and went near her and was talkin a bit. Sudnli I thought of an idea and stood bak of her makin my dick on her ass and holding her waist and pointed the beautiful clouds. [and it was]. But I jus took the chance. And I pointed and rested the other hand too on the waist. I moved a bit mre closer and I felt shez als cmin near and rubbin her ass on my dick.. and with her watching I moved her. ‘But what was I supposed to do? She gave me the eye — who am I to refuse a lady?’ ‘Erin is no ‘lady’,’ Christine muttered. ‘Oh Chris,’ Shaun scolded her, moving to the kitchen to fetch a drink. ‘Do tell me you’re not jealous of my attentions to Erin.’ ‘Oh but I am,’ said Chris, making it sound like a joke. ‘If only it could be me…’ Shaun shook his head at her, grinning at her joking tones, and he tossed her a can of drink too. ‘You do like to pry though, don’t you? You don’t hear me asking.