Don’t you look pretty!” The boy sitting with her turned and nodded politely. He was thin and pale-looking, with lank dark hair and wire-rimmed g...asses. Chrissy introduced him. “This is Francis. I used to go to St. Mary’s with him.”Francis extended a hand and Jane shook it, saying, “Hello. I didn’t mean to interrupt. I just wanted to say hi to Chrissy.” She turned as if to go, but Francis said, “That’s all right, I was just going to find something to drink for us. Do you want. ” With that he lifted her legs back, spreading her knees outwards with his muscular arms. He guided his dick to her now opening lips and letting her feel his presence. “Feel his heat, cherub. Do you feel that? Hot and hard he is, just for you.” He pressed a little further and started to penetrate her tight pussy. Hell, any pussy would have been tight on this cock, but hers was especially so. “That’s good, baby, real good. You’re doing fine. Just give. A few seconds later she pulled herself together and made to resume pleasuring Claire. That's when she happened to look up and see me watching.In shock, the little red-haired temp sat back on Claire's face, causing muffled protests. I gave her a wink and held a finger to my lips in a gesture of silence. The little red-haired temp, blushing bright pink with embarrassment, nodded her head as a gesture of understanding, raised her haunches off Claire's face so she could breathe again, and resumed. "I want you in my ass right now," I say. She interjects and says "We have to finish up before someone gets suspicious." We all laugh and put our clothes back on. She finishes first and gives us both a kiss on the lips and before she leaves she says, "Thanks for the Afternoon snack." We leave and go to baggage claim where my bags have been spinning there for the last hour or so. We go out to the car. You seat me in it while you put my baggage in the trunk. I sit in the car waiting for you.