My marriage is better and my spirits are too." Seeing the look on Sue's face she added, "Oh, don't look so shocked. It's not as if the thought never e...tered your mind now, is it?" Sue nodded very slightly."But, Sara, it's so fraught with danger and besides... " That, Sue, old pussy, just adds more excitement to it!" She grinned."I guess. But shit, Sara, I wouldn't know where to begin, where to find one. I'm not going to troll the bars with a desperate look on my puss and a sign on my chest that. I race to open my door. Bill is standing in front of my doorway. I suppress most of my first reaction, but still checkout his substantial package. I never saw Bill look this hot at work. He must work out with weights in addition to jogging. He is tall, muscular with a clearly defined six-pack, handsome, and confident. Exactly my type of guy.There’s a light sheen of sweat on his tan skin. Apparently, Bill jogged over here. He’s wearing a white cutoff muscle shirt that ends at his elbows,. My foot shifted a bit, but I didn't throw her off. A good sign, Cat thought.I could feel her purring throat on the top of my foot, and desperately hoped she would settle down for a few hours so I could get my work done. I hated to have to lock her up to get some peace. All of a sudden, she stopped purring and I felt her tongue on my foot, lapping at it. My Cunt couldn't help but respond to the hot grazing of her tongue and heated breath. Stop it! One fact was evident. My brain and my Cunt were. I kicked at my shoes and slipped out of them and my jeans. She settled her bare ass onto my lap and leaned back against me, wrapping an arm around my neck. My hands covered her breasts. “Fuck me,” she whispered as she leaned back against me. “Gladly,” I replied. Jessica was more than ready. She leaned across the large wooden conference room table and spread her legs. I slipped my tool between her butt crack and straight into her very wet pussy. She gasped for a breath and then let out a.