Reaching out for Sharon, I pulled her into our embrace and kissed her too,"And so are you Sharon" We all kissed each other.Although I'd much rather ha...e spent the afternoon with the girls, I had things to do, I spent the next couple of hours arranging the funeral and phoning round to inform people of the location etc, then I went into my office to speak to Joe about our forthcoming change of work direction!On my way in, I called him up and told him to get as many of the guys as possible into. Today was Monday. I did not see him on the ride into work. Even though I was embarrassed by what we did on Friday I was still a little disappointed not to see him Monday morning. All throughout the day I keep thinking about him, about how his fingers felt as they slicked in and out of my juicy channel. His fingers felt like magic as circled around my clit. Even the feel of his other hand has he firmly held me in place was a part of the memory that I did no want to forget. I could feel the heat. Enforced in her case.Voluntarily in mine.But, perhaps, in the course of time, that made no difference.TaniaOn an afternoon, I was taken to the apartement of a certain Miss Gomez. On arrival she informed me she was shortly going to be fucked and that she wanted me to warm her up. This is typically ploy with bi-sexuals.Though I hate going down to a woman, I did the best job on her and, luckily for me, she seemed satisfied. I think more punishments are handed out for a woman saying she was. You must like sucking my prick better than any woman I ever met in my life! Then why dont you just let me suck your prick when it gets hard, Walter? Margaret raised her face from his lap, a glistening strand of saliva hanging obscenely from her lower lip to the tip of his prick. Im sure you can see why your mother feels so ashamed of letting you fuck her. Why dont you just let me suck the cum out of your cock instead? Yeah, but I like fucking her too, Walter grinned. Besides, shes really.