As I rub my asshole and the skin beneath it, I find the little tight skin at the base of my cunt and gently flick and stroke it faster and wetter as I...run my finger up and down and in between my labia lips. I dip my finger into my juicy cunt and out again.With my other hand, below the table,I have two fingers massaging the fatty mound inside my cunt,my palm pressing and releasing against my clit and hood. I massage my hood with my thumb.My legs are sticky near my cunt. I move my other hand to. She didn't have a bra on, making it quicker to see her tits. I never saw them before, just felt them when we made out. They were wonderful B-cups; full and firm.So she opens my pants and pulls out my dick. I slide my pants a little lower as she puts in her mouth. She then starts sliding her mouth up and down on my dick. I let a moan as she slowly builds up speed. With one hand, I begin to fondle her breast, and she herself let out a moan. She kept going until I sputtered out "I'm going to. I spread my legs a bit, and lifted my T shirt. I was wearing shorts with a big hole in them, and I at first just let my balls hang out a little. I looked out the window, but was really checking for the dim reflection of her in the window.I saw her turn and look at me, at my balls. She didn’t do anything, didn’t get up, didn’t run, but just sat there and stared. I was in a strange position, facing one way and looking in the other.I shifted my position a little, looking forward, and at the. We both reckoned it was my fifteenth birthday party." So, that's what, almost four years ago?" Tim nodded. "Well I'm guessing she looks at you differently now you've reached adulthood, you're no longer 'the baby' of the family." Mary's your receptionist." Tim asked."Well, yes - amongst other things. She's just completing her ther****t training. She's been working with me part-time, while studying." What exactly do you do here?" What do you think we do here, Tim?" I'm not sure. I thought you.