She said, “Jack, go find something to do. Even though I’m not having success right now, I am doing something. If anything interesting happens, I w...ll call you. Take your HT with you.”“Okay, Shirl. I have to admit that, other than listening to your beautiful voice, it’s about as exciting as watching grass grow.” I kissed her cheek, grabbed my HT from its charger stand and got out. I decided to check on Ben and his shop.I pulled in there and found Michael was there, too. He and Ben were. Ahista ahista mainay uski kameez aur salwar utar di wah kya figure tha uska 38-29-40 uskay jism ko dekh kar main pagal hogaya aur mainay usay apnay bistar main litadia aur uskay hontoon par gal par aur poray jism par kis karnay laga ab woh bhi puri tarah say garam hogay thi aur phir usnay maira pejama aur shirt utari aur maira lund hath main laikar masalnay lagi ham donoon 69 ki possition par agay aur main uski choot cahtnay laga aur woh maira lund chosnay lagi kuch dair kay bad uski hoot nay. I watched her go, or, to be more specific, I watched the way her ass undulated in her tight jeans as she walked. And then it happened. As she opened my office door she stopped, quickly glanced around to check that I was still looking and that no one else could see, and then, eyes front again but with her ass pointing squarely in my direction, she powerfully clenched her right buttock. The jeans strained to contain this awesome movement of fat and muscle. She held it for a second or two, then. I cupped my full breasts and pinched my nipples a few times until I felt them pointing proudly outward through my wet suit.I slid my fingers downward, scratching my thighs as I wiggled my index finger inside and touched my clit. I moved closer to a jet and squatted down to enjoy feeling the force from the water crashing between my spread legs. My finger rubbed my clit and I threw my head back as I felt my cheek reddening in heat as I climbed closer to obtain my orgasm. It was right there... oh.