The day .. in general .. here ended the evening party 3 or 4 that I was alone or not.France told me several times also good moves .. customers or clie...ts who had his shop ..We chatted quietly when she whispered in my ear .."Here the customer who has just returned .. it's a crazy handjob for .. he loves, he once asked me if I had customers that it could be interested .. You not want? "She said with a smile .."Why .. you wants to watch? "I said ..I knew France .. voyeur unrepentant .. I knew that. ?IIbegan to work late into the night to assure that my meetings with her would gowell. Just seeing her up close was a treat and, if she praised my work, ittotally made my day. Her image began to fill my dreams and I would jerk myselfoff just thinking of the last time I saw her. Ihad been with 'Avila' for about three months when our relationship changed. Myboss, whose image I conjured everytime I masturbated, barged into my tinyoffice and stood before me with her hands on her hips. She was. For a while we just laid there and talked about what had happened. He asked me if it was good for me, and I just laughed and said, “What do you think.” He smiled, and we kissed long and hard as he felt my breasts and paid particular attention to my nipples, rotating one between his thumb and forefinger. His cock was again hard and swelling with the pulse of his heart beat. Rolling me over on my stomach, he straddled my legs and moved me to my knees. In a second I felt him press. I want it, I need it so badly... but not like this not on the side of the road with some cop just because he can. Oh but lord do I want it. I feel his fingers enter me and I grind down on his hand as a response, the need to feel him in me overwhelming my need for this not to happen. Damn that pill and damn that vibrator. He can tell what is making my body respond the way and acts accordingly. Before I can think about what he is about to do he has moved my legs above my head giving him access to.