How come, Cindy, you're kissing your boss and rubbing your naked body against his?”“Tell me, Ron, have you noticed how our sex-life has got progre...sively better since I have been working for Richard?”“ Recently we've certainly been enjoying fucking much more often and much better, but I never made any connection with your job. Is there a connection?”“Yes. I want you to thank Richard and Robin because their Wednesday night training sessions are where I have learnt how to really enjoy sex, and. Quinn?" Courtney asked, disbelieving. She hadn't seen the doctor since they'd left the facility. "What are you doing here?" Ah, Mister Taylor," Quinn mumbled, already three sheets to the wind and quite morose. "Leave me alone." Are you all right, honey?" Courtney asked. "Bill, get this lady some coffee, okay, on my tab, sweetie?"The bartender nodded his consent and moved away. Courtney took the seat next to Quinn and put a comforting hand on her shoulder."Want to talk about it?" Courtney. Took off my jeans, set up my tiny screen of pleasure on the cistern at the back of the wc and start to play, pulling my fore skin back and feeling my sensitive flesh on the lace sent shudders through me, I smiled to myself and my naughtiness. Watching the little screen while it displayed the very nice milf playing with herself, I imagined she was watching me and getting off on it.Little did I know, while I was in my pleasure cubicle, the toilet was closed down for cleaning because I'd not heard. Looking back down at her, this woman that I loved so dearly, I was enraptured by such a strong lust. Slowly I started to thrust my hips, trying to dictate the pace, my seven inches of manhood being taken by her lips and tongue. She grabbed my hips and pushed them down, determined to not let me control her pace. "Honey," I gasped, "if you keep doing it like that, I'm not going to last like that." She looked up at me with such an innocent but such a sexy smile, the look in her eyes knowing what.