He had his shirt on but just his tight boxer shorts on the bottom. I could see quite a large bulge in his pants. He must be hung to go with all his ot...er macho traits. I was quite jealous of him to be honest.He sat me down and explained the situation. By disconnecting the pc from the network, I had prevented the spread of the trojan. This is the only reason I'm not getting fired. He said I'm off the project and will have to work on the help desk until a suitable project comes along. He told me. Reese had gaped me so wide I felt open like a coffee cup. Malcolm continued to rummage in and out with 4 and later 5 fingers making my gape wider with every thrust. Suddenly he stopped. I sensed a shadow before me and opened my tearful eyes wide open. It was Reese who cum fountained all over my hair. He put his balls on my forehead and while rubbing them, milked the entire contents of his balls in my hair. Red hot with energy and sweat he helped me get up on my feet. Reese started to squish my. I don't know what the rest of the music was like. We never changed positions. Well, except that I found my hands somehow down on her ass and her lips plastered against mine with her tongue prospecting for gold. Even with as much as I'd been sweating while we danced, I'd had the equivalent of three scotches, a double Tanqueray martini while we waited to be seated, a six-pack of beer, and a Courvoisier during a break while we were dancing. It was a good thing Suze drove. She was the responsible. And he began to fuck her throat in earnest while she fought for enough air to keep breathing between his thrusts, swallowing his load when he came deep in her throat. Now that he had attended to the needs of his cock, master was ready to teach her what it meant to be really and truly completely fucked. He wheeled the fucking machine with what would feel like a monster cock to her attached to the end up to her cunt. He took his time setting it up so it would thrust all the way in, slightly.