If I want my clit touched I will do it. Now!"James dropped to his knees and brought his face to her bum. He kissed each sweet cheek slowly making sure...he didn't miss a single delicious inch. He knew she was allowing him this little pleasure, and what she really wanted was for him to rim her. As he reached her crack for the second time her hands came around and gently opened them for him.He thrust his tongue out and began gently tracing the outline of the iris of her anus, and she let out a loud. "Could be."I watched her return. Not much make-up, except for the eyes, what I could see of them through the sun-glasses; no eyebrows at all--they were completely plucked away--just a pencilled line. As she passed Jeannine greeted her. "Hello there. What a pretty pareo you are wearing." I...no...English."Jeannine repeated it in Italian; after all, her companion was wearing a tee-shirt emblazoned "Italia". A shake of the head. In French. Another shake. I tried German. "Sie sind deutsch?" Ja,. I didn't really have a choice, I felt his load burst into my mouth in my mouth, one, two three jets of cum. I swallowed every single drop just to make him happy. Surprisingly Ithought it tasted really great despite the salty flavour."Did that feel good," I asked him. I wasn't really sure because I'd never given anyone a blowjob before."That was great, now fuck me now in the ass," he told me.Mick reached under the pillow and got a bottle of lube. He pulled me closer and put some on my now rock. What the hell had come over him? In almost thirty years, he had never approached an employee, let alone a subordinate. He knew better, Jesus! Nora just saying her name made his body start to react. Nora her body, the curves, the way she moved, her voice, and the feel of her lips. He wanted to lose himself in her. But it was more than that. When he kissed her, it wasnt about the sex, although he was sure it would have moved that way. It was more. She was smart, funny and caring. She listened.