I was unable to find the length of Mandy's affair. Now, I had to up my surveillance.And yes, the car recorder had caught her lovemaking session in her...office. Since her office is in a secluded corner of the office it must be easier to fuck there. They were constantly talking during the sex session and most of it was just thrashing me and my manhood. I am not insecure about my ability to satisfy women in bed so I am alright but a lesser mortal may have broken down by the constant barrage of. Posted on anonymous and short lived sites, they spread rapidly around the globe, changing in the course of a day from expensive pornography for the jaded Italian elite to an item of popular, if perverse, culture.Nowhere was the effect of these graphic pictures felt more deeply than in the ranks of the U.S. Navy's aviation community. To many they were an obscenity. To others, a confirmation of their deeply held view that women did not belong in their ranks. The controversy remained generally. Now I revelled in thedetails.Would his hips buck as he tried to fuck my fist?Would he moan deep in his chest as I pump my hand up and down his shaft?Would he whimper when I squeeze just under the glans, desperate for therelease I can give him.Another spike of lust lanced through me at that thought. My finger, wetwith water and my juices, zeroed onto my clit. I indulged in theradiating pulses of pleasure that tiny organ was giving me before Ireturned to my fantasy.I pictured Dan pressing against. They had a good, meaty flavor that I savored as I pulled away from them long enough to pop my blouse off and open my bra, revealing to him the vast treasures of MM cup tits.“Oh my, indeed!” it was his turn to say. He reached down and stroked at my huge hanging chest-bombs, neglecting the nipples until just the right moment so that his touch made my clit quiver in lust, he could play the body like a musical instrument; he was more artist than surgeon. I luxuriated in his touch a few moments.