She was a customer support rep and we had often argued in the past about what her computer was capable of. Despite our differences though, she was sex... as hell, especially dressed the way she normally was. Today was no exception, with a little skirt with dark stockings underneath and a pale blouse.She was having problems with the dial up system on her notebook PC, so I brought her into the computer room and set up the notebook on the bench. First we hooked into the network to download any fixes. He also noticed that the pen in question was keeping her espresso colored hair pinned up. So, he walked up behind her, placed his hand on her hip and whispered against the shell of her ear, ‘I found your pen, Katherine.’ It took all of his willpower to keep from pressing his body into hers from behind. When his hand touched her hair, she tilted her head back slightly. Her hair seemed to be as silky as the shirt she wore. Involuntarily, his hand squeezed her hip as he pulled the pen from her. Things turned the hot way and we started kissing and Annie came to me and we started kissing passionately. She removed her sports bra and her training shorts and started rubbing her clit on my dick which became rock hard. It was that time that we realized that the door was not locked. Annie went to lock the door (but she actually didn’t lock it, which I came to know later). She came back and got into 69 and pulled down my shorts and supporter and started sucking on my dick. I was licking her. I threw him to the floor and held him down with the spiked heel of my shoe."Bartender!" I yelled over my shoulder. "I'm not getting any younger over here!" I snickered to myself. The bartender rushed forward with a basket of hot bread sticks. They were the cheap hard kind they always sell in bars, and I grabbed a handful. They were so hot they burnt my hand, but the pain felt good after the hollowness of oblivion. With a quick motion I thrust the handful into the ass of my victim, enjoying the.