My body did come to a rest finally and I collapsed, exhausted, and slowly regained awareness of what had actually transpired between us. The pleasure ...hat I had just finished experiencing seeped from my being and the tension returned. My legs became stiff even as Joanne continued to slowly lick her tongue across my pussy. She then looked up into my eyes but instead of finding a look of gratification, she saw shock on my face. Her smile quickly faded as I crossed my legs together and she pulled. He had gotten a job that he really enjoyed, as assistant manager of an independent office supply store. With the blessing of top management, he’d bring home merchandise, often to get a better understanding of how it could be used.One of the items that he brought home was a bottle of White-Out correction fluid for typed sheets. I recognize that a typewriter and typing is to many readers, is as ancient as keeping your food in a literal icebox, dressing up to fly in luxurious coach-class. Linda’s breath hissed between her clenched teeth and her hips moved back and forth rapidly as she rode his finger. She felt the wet tip of his cock smearing precum on her thigh.“Jim!” she gasped. “I-I’m not wet enough. Eat me! Eat my pussy then fuck me!”He pushed her down on her back on the grass, pulled her legs open wide and shoved his face into the forest of hair covering her cunt. She felt his lips and tongue push open her labia. He lapped at her already. She could almost taste the atmosphere of anticipation from the people in the room who were no doubt awaiting her with just as much interest as she awaited them.Her husband led her to the centre of the room. A glass was put in her hand - he had arranged her favourite drink - it helped to steady her and relax her. She sipped gratefully. The empty glass was taken from her hand.Max spoke.— "Well folks, do you like what you see?"With this he ran his hand down her blouse, hefting her tits in each.