Gabriella pulled up the hanging end of the towel and started patting my thighs and balls dry. Joan instinctively grabbed some tissues off my desk and...reached forward to wipe the cum off Gabriella’s lip. It was a tender gesture, one she’d not expected from Joan.“Thanks,” she said to my administrative assistant. Letting the woman wipe her face clean. Gabriella then finished drying my cock and balls off, leaving the cum on my shaven abdomen. Joan watched wide eyed as Gabriella lowered her head. I shoved it all the way to the hilt and just stood there for a minute. Her surprising tightness, warmth and silky-smooth skin felt so right at that moment. I lifted her petite frame in my chiseled arms as I stood straight, her lovely twat impaled on my shaft. Slowly she moved up and down on my cock. She increased her speed until she screamed, “Oh Jay! I’m cumming again!” I set her back down on the desk and she gave me a most devious look. “Oh God Jay, your cock feels so good and it’s the. Licking and poking the tip of his tongue along the slit. Nibbling at it around the rim below the head. Brian leans back, enjoying this pampering. Oh, so slowly, Mark goes, taking his time playing with the glans, getting Brian harder and harder without even touching his shaft or balls.Mark is learning new tricks to add pleasure for Brian. Flicking his tongue over the tip, taking the glans in his mouth and no more and sucking on it hard. Brian is letting out groans and sighs as his passion. She came through the small door, undid the strap and hauled me to my feet. She was in her underwear, plus cap, belt and uniform stockings. 'Haven't you forgotten something, officer?' I wheezed.'You mean my uniform, smart-arse? Nah. I don't want it spoilt with your blood.' I tried to raise an eyebrow - what the novelists call a quizzical gesture. 'True, you're not bleeding yet. But when you do, Sebastian, you little shit, you'll bleed bucketfuls!''How come you know my name -- and age?' I.