He re-introduced his fingers into her pussy and Maria squealed again. "Oh, god, Jimmy no! Please!" But Jimmy knew she wasn't finished yet. He began s...wing in and out of her with his fingers as his thumb rolled back and forth over her clit. Maria twisted and pushed her hips up against his hands as she grabbed her breasts, pinching the nipples and clawing at her full firm breasts. Maria had become possessed and she wanted nothing except her own wanton desires. Jimmy's sawing motion got faster. The conversation was falling short so I invited him to my room. Us girls always get separate rooms just for this reason.Once in the room he got a little more aggressive and began kissing me. His hands were caressing my naked waist and back then over my ass covered by my swimsuit bottom. I pushed my body tighter to his and could feel his hard cock poking me through his swim trunks. I slid my hand down his back over his tight ass and around to his hard cock. I rubbed it and could feel it. Once again, it was my own fault, but what happened was both exciting and unnerving. One afternoon last May, the sun was shining bright into my office window as 4pm came and went. May is a quiet time for my workplace, so most of my colleagues had already slipped out of the office and headed home. After a full day of work, my brain was pretty fried, but for some reason I wasn’t eager to sit in traffic. So I pulled out my phone, made sure it was off the company network, and pulled up the local. I don’t like to lie, but she had given me no choice. I use my computer extensively so I would seem to be hard at work at the computer when, in reality, I was checking some of my theories on Google and Bing. A lot of the information I found was nonsense, but I did find some interesting and worthwhile information on a site called ?DevotionalSex.com.? What was printed there seemed to be impartial and factual. Most importantly, it reinforced my feelings, but not my experience. Getting out of.