Now my boss was lying before me in her under garments. She pulled my head towards her lips and planted a long kiss or I should say smooch instead. She...started fondling with my shirt and quickly took it off my body and asked me to remove my vest, which I quickly did. Even before she asked me I removed my pants and carried her and laid her down on the big conference table. I switched off all the lights and lit only a small lamp. The A.C was on but still the heat from our body made us hot. I. She put on a bikini that really didnt cover her 38Ds all the way and barely held in her nice plump ass. It was nice and warm and the water was great. After a little swimming my wife laid out, of course her nipples were rock hard and she was getting some looks for sure.That is when our neighbors showed up. She was all I thought. 4-11 or 5 feet. nice round ass, big tits under her t-shirt. Her husband, which we later found out was maybe 5-7 or 5-8. Stocky guy with short brown hair. She took her. The throaty rumble of an unmuffled car engine startled me as I walked to school the next morning. I turned to see Eric driving a beat up old Chrysler.“It’s my bro’s,” he explained, “Get in. I need to talk.”I nodded and got in the passenger seat. We were silent as he drove out to a parking lot far away from our neighbourhood.“I’m going,” he said when we stopped.“Going where?”“Toronto.”“Why?”“Too dangerous around here with Luke gunning for me,” he explained.“I’m not exactly out of his sights,” I. “Mmph, slurp, gluck, bleh...” she was turning red more from her embarrassing noises than her choking on a cock. However, once the guy had her hair wrapped around his knuckles (touching a girl’s hair must have also been overlooked in the rules) he made steady, sloppy progress until he was buried so deep inside her skull that all sounds were muffled.After a few minutes of watching the show, heads started turning back to either a book, a cock, or a mouth, and the cacophony of sloppy suction sounds.