Screw it. I don’t care, not today; I have too much on my mind. I can't go back to work in this state. It wouldn't be productive. I take off the watc..., drop it into my handbag, then pick a hole in the Danish pastry while glaring at a dried drip near the rim of my coffee mug.You. That's all I can think about. Not work, not meetings, not deadlines. Just you. How did you do that to me? How did you capture me so completely? A blind date leading to a one night stand. That's what you were supposed to. She took my hand and led me to the jukebox. I rubbed up against Terry from behind as she picked songs on the jukebox. Then the music began playing she turned around and started grinding against me. My cock was getting hard and she turned around. Terry ground her ass on my cock. When the song changed she wrapped her arms around my neck and we swayed to the music. We locked in a kiss for most of the song. Before the song was over though she whispered in my ear “you can come home with me next. "You're not shy, are you? Let Frank have a look at your tits." "Really..." I said. But okay. I took off my top and threw it on the floor. I grabbed my shapely breasts, showing them off to the two men. "Yeah," Mike said, "like that, Alison. Cute tits, eh?" Surprisingly, Frank wasn't shocked. He smiled, just enjoying it. "Beautiful," he said. "Show us more," Mike said. "Drop the skirt," I unzipped my skirt and stood in front of them in panties and high heels. They cheered, and I turned around and. She could feel her pussy dripping juice onto the bed.The young woman in the French maid's outfit tortured Stephanie for many long minutes. She finally put the duster down when she saw the state of excitement of her lover. Besides, she wanted desperately to get her mouth on her sweet pussy again. "Would mademoiselle like a tongue bath?"Stephanie sat up abruptly and grabbed Kelly's head in her hands. "Eat me!" she almost screamed, pulling the startled woman between her thighs.Kelly didn't.