It was then it dawned on me my girlfriend wasn't just a sound engineer for a television and film studio, she was a sound engineer for porn studio, and...a fluffer too!For the next minute or so she continued to kneel in front of those big cock guys, sucking and jerking them, until the older guy, i presume was the director, gestured for them to join the brunette on the sofa, and they all just walked off, with their hard rods ready for action.As they surrounded the brunette who i now realised was. Teasing her by making circles over her boob with my tongue and swirling my tongue all over her boob specially over her nipple for which she is moaning heavily.Meanwhile my hand is elongating the nipple and pressing it hard and she was moaning loudly for these both actions. My other hand which was free was feeling her wet pussy over her panties because she was already wet of the rigorous foreplay, biting the nipple and taking the whole boobs into mouth, sucking it hardly giving small love bites. Would I find her in the appointed place or had she simply left the light on? There was but one way to find out. I turned off the motor, and locked the car before heading toward the door. Once inside I noticed that the house was quiet. She usually had music playing while she sang softly along, but tonight it was different. I placed my belongings in their usual place and made my way toward the kitchen for a glass of water. I set the glass in the sink, turned and made my way up the stairs. From. Do I dare? As if sensing my frustration, you change your position slightly. My hand finds your firm, round ass and you squirm with encouragement. Your body says, “Touch me there.” Still, the black silk of your nightie separates us but I can feel the heat of your skin once more as I caress you. I hear your breath quicken as you continue to play with my ear. Your body shudders and you pull me closer still. My free hand caresses your back and I feel your skin above the fabric of your night.