‘He is near by.’ You murmured. You reached your arm back and pulled my mouth to your neck, where I traced its elegant curve. Your hair covered tha... side of my face, and again I inhaled as much of its fragrance in order to hold it in my memory. My arms pulled your body tightly against mine, and I grew hard against the firmness of hey cheeks. ‘He watches,’ you whispered. The storm picked up, and it began to rain. It was a wind driven rain, with little moisture but great for as it careened into. Anything to keep the demons ofthought at bay. Not that it did of course, but at least he found minutes of refuge when the questioning was stilled. Sometimes hewas too successful and he slipped seamlessly into the r?le. Relaxedfeminine moments when his training took over. When he becameSophie. Then he would find himself jerking back into reality witha start such as he remembered from college lectures when the fallof his hungover head had halted him on the brink of sleep's abyss.More and ever. Shirley lowered herself flat on to the desk and her hand smeared my cum in to her bush then grabbed my semi hard cock and started to milk any last little drops of cum from it. She rubbed my sensitive cock end up between her lips, smearing the last drops of cum on to her lips.Just then, the phone rang and Shirley answered it while still playing with my cock, I could not believe how calm she was while laid flat on her desk talking. It went on for some time but she never let go of my cock, truth. She enjoyed his moans as she stroked it. “I want you so bad, Nisi. You can feel how hard you’ve gotten me. You’re so hot.”She had planned to save her virginity for the right guy under the right circumstances. She met the right guy at college, but he could never fully commit to her and she was ready to move on. And that left her desperately wanting to have sex. And here she was: nude and very horny from the finger-fucking Brock gave her; a nice cock in her hand; an attachment-less opportunity.