Speaking of medieval, a very pretty brunette dressed only in paint and seemingly chained in a chastity belt was waiting for her knight in shining ‘a...our’ to return from the Crusades. Jenny noticed a very handsome young man dressed in a Greek toga and wearing dark stage make-up around his eyes stroking the bottom of an attractive, but much older, woman. ‘Who are they supposed to be?’ Jenny heard one young woman ask, in reference to the latter couple. ‘Ed and Jo, I heard,’ came the response.. Her hands were around neck and head. She was caressing my hair and my cheeks. I lifted myself a little. And kept my hands on her boobs. The kissing was on. Quickly I started pressing them.Now I was playing with her boobs confidently and properly. I got up and pulled her up. In no time I pulled her t shirt off. And also got her rid of her bra. She hinted me of taking my t shirt off by trying to put hand under my t-shirt. I pulled the t shirt out and we both were topless. I was almost bottom less. Breathe with your mouth open. Quiet. They're really going to get it on. Oh, yeah, lean down and suck that cock, little one. He is trying to pull her head down to his cock. Harsh whispers now. She's obviously hesitant. He's kissing her now. They part and he stuffs fingers into her mouth. You can hear the messy saliva, and then he slaps her face and she moans. She slowly leans over to his rigid member, long tongue out and licking.Taking it all in and then lapping at it like a dog. She wants that. Legs slightly open, thankful her pussy is just wet and not dripping yet. The colder air of the office caresses it causing her to close her eyes in anticipation...“Get them out!” Her eyes open wide at his first command.She slips her hand into her bra pulling both of her big boobs out of her dress and bra. They sit slightly squeezed together out of her dress. Paul opens his draw and pulls something out with one hand as his other is caressing her left tit. He’s pinching and pulling her nipples and.