Harper’s ass is fuller, but no less enjoyable to squeeze. Harper’s breasts jiggle in time with her head bobbing on my dick, which is enjoyable to ...atch, Ilona’s chest is disappointingly concealed by the fabric of her dress. Well, that can be fixed easily enough. Both girls stop attending to my dick for a moment and sit up facing each other. Their minds radiate a mix of relief and puzzlement, which turns to alarm as on my mental prompting Harper reaches over and takes the dressmaking scissors. ‘What the hell!’ she thought. It wasn’t often she had someone’s attention and it was in her own home too. She glanced at the clock again. ‘I think I deserve a kiss to go with that coffee, to sweeten it up,’ he laughed while patting the sofa. She groaned inwardly not wanting to make Jim that jealous. She couldn’t help laughing with him though. It was partly the wine but he did have an infectious laugh and that cheeky grin meant he was teasing her, daring her. There was a certain charm about him. She seems to need that from you. I expect Guy hasn’t got it quite there yet.’ I had a thought, ‘Could you had a quiet word with him, you know, about poetry and all that.’ I laughed, ‘He can practice on me tonight if he wants.’ ‘You,’ Mike said laughing, ‘are a naughty little minx. Just wait till we’re married.’ ‘Mmm, I can’t wait,’ I said. Mike drifted off and I saw him buttonhole Guy and have a bit of a chat, all the while looking either at me or at Jo. Jo must have told him because he didn’t. I grabbed at the ends of his desk for support as he pressed into me. Mr. Presswood’s cock went in more and more deeper into me. At first I winced at the pain. My eyelids jammed closed while the hard organ thrust again and again, gaining inches each time. My pussy juices ran down onto his cock, spreading the lubrication into my ass, soon that throbbing penis sent waves of pleasure throughout my body. My nipples hardened. My legs parted farther, accepting the wonderful erection into my ass.We.