Carly always took pride in what she would wear to work and would always dress in a manner suitable for the office environment that we were in. Some da...s she would wear skirts that were a little shorter than you may expect, but I wasn't going to complain about this point. Carly would often wear skirts that would show lots of leg covered in the black stockings she always had on. There were several occasion where I would have meetings with Carly and all I could think about while she was talking. Our tongues were exploring each other like two hungry snakes and ourmouths squeezed hard against one another as we kissed passionately.Dave's hand had stopped exploring my lower leg and now stayed undercover of my skirt, stroking my inner thigh and over the lacy top ofmy stocking to the cool, smooth flesh above.I was totally lost to him now and knew that whatever gender I was Iwanted to have sex with this strong, virile man, who was doing suchwonderful things to me with only his hands. He undid. Their mutual gaze turnedfrom loving compassion to passion of a more animalkind. At once the man was aware of the glisteningwetness of her womanhood teasingly touching his cock.The woman, for her part, had directed all her attentionnow to the throbbing member wandering presently betweenher legs. Slipping her legs either side of his, sheraised her hips, her pussy lips now sliding either sideof his shaft, upwards towards his tip.With his cock now nestled at the entrance to herdripping hole, the. ? She had blossomed early. TheRussian boy was leering openly and rubbing his crotchharder. She could seethe outline of his teenage dick beneath his pants. Shehad never seen adick, but she knew about such things from late night talkat the girls'school in Geneva. Some of the the girls there evenmasturbated talking aboutboys' cocks. Her nipples pushed out and started to growhard.? Shebrought her hands up to cover her breasts.??? ?Schoolrule???? Ivan barked, imitating hisfather. ?No cunt is.