Biting down on her bottom lip she let out the slightest whimper. That familiar heat returned as she grew wet. Her green eyes flickered open and her ex...ression fell at the empty platform. While he wasn't there she could imagine him perfectly posed. Leaning forward she raised her charcoal to her paper and began to sketch him just as she had imagined - throbbing dick and all. Suddenly a deep voice broke the silence, "Sorry, uh... is uh..." Leela whirled around, quickly reaching to close her sketch. So, she took a deep breath, which was a mistake because that made her right tit fall out of the top! She tried to tell herself to stop being so childish, after all she was a grown up, why shouldn’t she wear sexy clothes and have a bit of fun? That mini surge of confidence evaporated when she opened the cubicle door and saw herself in the long mirror. Kelly didn’t dare look at herself for long though, or she would’ve backed out, instead she just opened the bathroom door and strode out into the. I had a plan in my mind…I watched her face…she was in my hands closing her eyes, enjoying movements of my meat Inside her heavily soaked cunt ( we never used a lubricant as she is a naturally dripping woman ). Getting closer to her ears I slowly asked her “ did you feel his hands good ? “ I waited for a while. She did not say any thing.. But she squeezed my meat with her thighs..hmmmmm……Yeh..I am ready for my second question.. “ his hands were strong enough dear ?” hmmmmm…hoooo….Next moment she. Would they be allowed to touch, even kiss? Or would they be sitting either side of a window, talking with him over a telephone, like in the movies? Might they even be allowed 'conjugal rights'?Rather than taking a large obvious tube of lube in, she squeezed most of the remaining contents of a tube that she had already partly used into a cup which she left in her fridge, then she rolled up the empty base of the tube, and slipped the little anal lubricant tube that remained into her handbag,.