"What a great excuse to get off the line! Or rather, it was great to have an excuse to get off the line. The excuse itself, well, no, it wasn't so gre...t.The receiver clattered set back in its cradle as I turned to sit down. I was half-dead from a long day at work, from a long week of work. I was hungry, but I'd been too tired to do anything about it. Other than to abort Plan A by moving the fresh boneless chicken breast up to the chiller tray first thing upon getting home. I was going to make. Connie stopped at the doorway, hesitant to enter. She'd had an oddtension in her forehead all morning, and the muscles in the back ofher neck were taut. This early meeting to continue planning for asignificantly higher level of spying on the Wing organization, andtheir new employee, Nicole Harrison, was a continuation from theprevious afternoon.With the weekend coming up, Connie needed to be present for theplanning on her upcoming career in the Marine Corps. The appointmentbook at the. She fully laid on top of me without separating our pussies. Our boobs pushed together and she rested her head in my neck. Combined with the feeling of our clits clashing together and the warmth of her body, I felt my orgasm about to explode. With her head in my neck, she quietly moaned "Fuck" under her breath which send me over the edge. I shouted and moaned incoherently for what seemed like an eternity. About halfway through my thrashing, she came and I felt our juices mix together. I wrapped. "What are you doing?" she said. "Aren't you afraid they'll get the wrong idea?"But all the time she was talking, her heart was melting, looking at that enchanting young face. And her cunt was oozing with warm juices as she gazed into Chanitra's shining eyes."Don't you want to take me home and fuck me?" Chantira whispered mischievously, her eyes flashing with hot sex."God... yes!" Laura admitted, under her breath. Heaven help me! I could rape you right here."Don't you want to dig your fingers.