His bulk pressing slightly against my arm as I turned to face him.I took another sip from my glass and Peter did the same. He looked at me with a less...condescending expression than he had at the office, then placed his glass on the coffee table in front of the sofa. His fleshy hand rested on my thigh and squeezed it very gently. Not for the first time in his company, I felt sweat trickling down my back. He moved his hand a little further up my thigh, but still only lightly pressing into my leg.. So I asked deepu are you virgin ?And she said yesI was feeling myself blessed for having virgin to fuckI tried again half of my dick got in and she was in pain tears dripping from her eyes but she was not crying there was something different in her eyes I thing it’s the happinessI kept it for some time and put some force on it again then I was feeling something coming from her pussy it was blood she has lost her virginity to meIn some time I started jerking it slowly and letter she was enjoying. I kept looking at her legs as I was talking, and suddenly the atmosphere seemed different, we were looking at each other in that sexual sort of way ...... It went quiet and suddenly she uncrossed her legs and gave me a clear view of her black knickers, she appeared to keep her legs open deliberately. We looked at each other and I was sure something was going to happen there and then. She got off the stool and within seconds we were kissing. I couldn't believe what was happening but we were both. "What do you need?" I questioned, ignoring the accusation. "Hungry?" he asked, ignoring my question. "Not really," I said, even as my eyes betrayed me and went directly to his still erect cock. "Well, last time you couldn't resist my cum off the bedsheet and I figured if you wanted you could clean up Susan," he said. "Get over here and clean the cum off my face," Susan ordered, surprising me. "If you guys are done, please get dressed," I ordered, trying my best to remain on duty, even as I.