"She paused. And stood. Instinctively I stood as well and she came out in front of the desk. My heart sank. It seemed certain she was escorting me out... "What you want is to do a case study--on us." Yes," I said, having backed away a bit to give her room. She leaned back on the front of her desk, and once again I couldn't help but be aware of the way she was dressed, the killer suit, as opposed to me, in my jeans and all. I didn't have a suit like hers but I could have dressed up a bit."It seems. When I did that, I was normally just seconds away from cumming."Shit, Jenna. I fucking love you!" I yelled.Then I came all over my hand, and panties. I also got my shorts, and my bedsheets as well."I love your girlfriend too," Sasha said from the doorway."Whoa, mom!" I yelled.She scared the shit out of me, and she was just in her robe. It wasn't tied, so I could see her tits and pussy. I was breathing heavily, and then I took my hand out of my panties."Does your girlfriend know, that she is in. It bore only a single wood chest of highly polished pine, centered under the large mirror, which held his few pieces of jewelry and his Rolex. A pedestal of marble stood between the side windows, holding a flowing sculpture carved from oak, it’s smooth curves resembling dancing flames. The color scheme was masculine, but soft, giving the room a cool, relaxed feel, which was exactly what he’d asked the decorator for. His eyes moved to the king sized bed against the far wall. A carved headboard. After a few seconds of her humping up against him he couldn't take it any more. He leaned back, on his knees, he took his shirt off quickly, her hands went to his stomach and slid down slowly, but eagerly. They reached his pants and undid his belt and pants, quickly freeing his hard member, which she began to eagerly stroke. He wiggled out of his jeans and boxers, making sure not to take his cock out of her reach. When he got out of them he started undoing her belt and pants, as he did she took.