She kept me on the edge and I could tell by her lip action and the pace of her breathing on my cunt, that she was having one. I opened my eyes to wat...h her cum. She rose, her right hand still fingering and rubbing my cunt, and then she offered me her left hand. I knew it was not my juices on her fingers this time. Before I could think and talk myself out of it, I opened my mouth and extended tongue. As she slipped her finger inside, a massive orgasim became. Between her fingers down on my. To try and combat the problem I had secretly installed several cameras around the library set up on a timer to take snapshots every five minutes. It wasn't as efficient as a video camera and the chances of actually getting a photograph of the thieves were slim but it was all I could do on the schools limited budget.I was working late on Friday afternoon trying to makeup some of the hours I had been missing lately when Julie came in. Julie was an ex teacher of mine that I'd always had a bit of a. It hit me like a ton of bricks, just moments ago my boss had been sitting in that chair masturbating!I then noticed the towel cabinet was slightly open. I knew it had been closed because I\'d gotten out some paper earlier in the day. I stood, and with my pants still down around my ankles quickly looked through the cabinet. On the next to the lower shelf behind some towels I found it, a small pink dildo. It was still warm and moist, and the scent of female juices still lingered on it.Without. "I hope you don't mind a stranger buying you a drink.", I say to her. "Not at all", she said, "I'm glad you did." The drinks and conversation flowed as we sat and talked for several hours. Our attraction was a mutual one and the tension was growing with every drink. I could feel that we both needed one thing, hot and steamy sex. As we sat at the bar talking, oblivious to the rest of the world, my attraction to him became stronger by the minute. Our conversation was light and he had.