Melissa was groaning with residual pleasure and Sarah turned to me and she saw me gently stroking my cock. "I'll give you something to stroke your co...k with" she said with a lustful voice and she took off her tight t-shirt, revealing her pert tits and tight body. She got to her knees and took my cock in hand and guided it to her mouth. She always had a great mouth and she knew how to pleasure both cock and pussy with her lips and tongue.As Sarah gently sucked at my cock Melissa was getting. Mr. Woodburn, even in the quiet and subdued nature of the 11th floor always has his door closed. I walk directly to the front of his desk between the two visitor chairs. He pushes himself back against his chair, his elbows on the arms of the executive chair, his fingers steepled at his lips, and his gaze not leaving me. His jacket is off and hanging in a closet along the inside wall.Without a word from either of us, I remove my jacket, fold it and lay it over the back of one chair. My. When I got there however, I looked down into the box in bewilderment. The only things there were photo albums!Aunt Susan reached into the box and pulled the top album out and slowly opened its cover. She looked up when she sensed my presence and gestured for me to sit on a low stool beside her.When I sat down, I could see that the photos in the album were fairly old. With a start, I recognized the clubhouse. I could clearly tell that the black and white picture had been taken many years before,. Then you slip your tongue in between my moist folds and you taste my pussy, you feel my swollen clit under your tongue as I beg you to make me cum but you take your time as you are in control and this is for your pleasure as much as mine; you love to see me so aroused and begging. Then finally, you stand up and allow me to take off your shirt and let it fall in a heap on the floor, discarded and unneeded. You allow me to unbutton your jeans which no longer really fit as well as they did as your.