She grabbed the film camera just as Adi relaxed and caught her breath. Dorrie saw the spread of Adi’s juices darkening the gusset of her panties. Sh... lined up carefully and took what she felt was the best shot of her fledgling photography career.Then she stood, put the camera down and stripped off her clothing, she moved the belt from Adi’s back and laid along with her, pushing her hair out of the way, then she kissed her on the neck."Are you going to let me up?" Adi asked, sounding slightly. I was at such an awkward height I was struggling to stay there my hands gripped his hips. He was rough and unstopping, throating me and occasionally letting me use my mouth. He rammed my head to the glass holding his cock in my throat. I gagged until my stomach was contracting.He pulled his cock from my mouth. I thought for a second that he had came down my throat until he pulled me to my feet. I felt his large hands wrap around my ass; my toes came off the floor and my legs naturally wrapped. It was cold outside, so I had put the heating on - though perhaps a little too high. As I moved on my black leather executive chair I felt a small bead of sweat run down my back. I remembered how the thought of my sweaty skin on leather had always been a real turn-on and I smiled as I began to feel the familiar, and always welcome, wetness begin to flow between my legs. I wondered what it would feel like with my naked back against the chair and slowly unbuttoned and removed my blouse. It felt. I gently rubbed and stroked them through my white blouse, teasing my nipples slightly. As pleasurable sensations raced through my body to my groin, I became aware of a lack of an erection. My right hand slid down my body caressing my abs to press against my crotch. My flat crotch. I began rubbing my warm, wet, inviting vagina. Maria had been a naughty girl tonight and left off her panties. The sensations began to build in intensity. I squeezed my thighs around my hand as I continued to press.