As he left I felt a little giggle come over me thinking should I be naughty? I brushed the thought out of my mind as the phone rang and kicked me into...work mode and the afternoon flew over. I hadn't realised the time when Brian passed at 5.30 saying good night. I called him back saying you wanted to say something at lunch time, what was it? He hesitated and said well I was in to minds whether to compliment you but thought otherwise after last week. I said go on what was it, he looked at me for. Her ass hole was very tight. I thought that was for the first time her asshole had been touched.Then i started a slow to and fro motion of my index finger in her asshole. She screamed and later her screams became her moans. Then i inserted my middle finger into her asshole. Her asshole was getting wider and smoother. After sometimes both my fingers made very easy and fast motions into and out of her asshole. Then suddenly i brought my dick out of her cunt and kept its head at her asshole. I. “Please,” she nearly begged, and I could see the lust in her eyes. “Do that again.”We were both sitting on the couch. Her chest, I estimated a C cup, was pressed to mine. Our lips were locked. She scooted her ass forward on the couch, I knew she was setting up for a scissor. I moved my legs so it would work. Our pussies rubbed together, her warm juices on my tunnel, on my clit, felt so good. We pressed together.We must have scissor for at least a half hour- minimum. I couldn’t get enough of her. A waiter approached and handed them both the food and wine menus. He left with their drink orders and an order for Champagne to be served later with their meal. Mark muttered something under his breath. "What was that?" asked Beth. "I want a different waiter." She glanced after the departing man. There didn't seem to be anything wrong with him. "What did he do wrong?" "He looked down the front of your dress." She looked at the cleavage curving out of the deep neckline and laughed. "You're the.