"I was beginning to think I'd lost my touch." His hand stroked over her throat and then lower, finding her taut tipped breasts and squeezing one plump...nipple gently."Oh no, you've still got the touch," she gasped, grinding her hips up against his. "That feels so good, Gabe," she moaned, her hands going to his back and sliding over the flexing muscles of his ass. She squeezed his tight cheeks, letting her fingers trail between, sliding over the puckered furl hidden there.It was Gabe's turn to. Occasionally pushing the big oval head between her pussy lips deeper each time. Her eyes closed as well. A thought crossed her mind "If I can see them they can see me" Dean had lifted his head as he thrust his hips forward slapping against Jan's butt to see Ms Brahms standing at her window skirt around her hips tank top straps on her upper arms her saggy big tits hanging out. One hand tweaking a nipple. Dean was cumming when he pulled out, cum landed on Jan's back butt crack and cheeks as his. It was a look of pain, lust and pure a****listic passion, and all I heard was a scream and her leather jacket cracking as she held her arms around my neck. “Fuck me mark. Fuck me!!!” She almost shouted at me.I got into a nice steady rhythm as we fucked in leather and boots standing up against the wall, and her moans were getting into a rhythm too. “I’m going to cum. Don’t stop. Fuck me.... fuck .... AARGHHHH FUCK!!!!” She screamed. I felt her pussy clamp down onto my cock as she came and then. Wilson signed the papersthrough her tears."Please turn around ma'am and put your hands behind your back," theuniformed woman said. She then handcuffed Mrs. Wilson's hands behindher back and led her through a door to the prep area."Don't do this to me," she whined as she was taken further back intothe prep room.Sarah could do nothing at this point to help Mrs. Wilson. Seldom didshe have clients have such emotional break downs, but it was anextremely humiliating process she was about to.