"I thought... I-I mean, you were... and now you're..." Jay seemed to be having trouble tearing his gaze from the nipples saucily pointing in his direc...ion. Obligingly, Kerri hopped back up onto the desk, crossing her legs in order to give him something else to look at, namely her creamy thighs.Dangling a sandal from the tips of her pretty little toes, Kerri said, "I know. I was sick this morning, but I felt better by lunchtime, so I came in." She noticed his eyes wander down that way, following. Chrissie’s breathing was becoming quite heavy. After a just few moments of this, she began grinding her hips up at my hands, slowly rotating them as her moans became louder. I noticed her hands had become fistfuls of the sheets and she was hanging onto the hard. Her pot was definitely boiling now and just to keep it from boiling over, I moved away from her now wet, frothy pussy. It had turned pink and pooched out significantly. I was really enjoying myself as well and I didn’t want her to cum. Yet I still needed to fend off Montoya, who was bearing down on me rather quickly. I’ve got to win this one! As I rocketed past Pit Exit, I saw the yellow flash of a Jordan returning to the track. It must have been Takuma Sato, for I had passed his teammate Fisichella coming into the Parabolica. I was just close enough that I could sense Michael Schumacher’s draft, but not nearly close enough to be able to make the pass entering the first chicane. It was indeed time to take a few more risks. “OK Peter, I will be right there,” she replied meekly. I waited as she finished filling up a pot with water and placed it on thestove. Then she walked past me into the study, me following behind. She stood nextto the computer so I sat down. “What do you want to delete?” I asked. Silence. I picked out a particularly obvious file called otk.jpg. “How about this one?” I asked. She turned red again. “Well, maybe I should just delete some!” shereplied. “I think we should look at this one,” I replied.