I raise and lower myself onto you as you massage my now heaving breasts, time speeding up again as I increase my rhythm, writhing up and down on your ...ensitive cock. You have to stop yourself once more, wanting to make me cum again before you do. We are locked together, sweat dripping down our chests, cries mingling together as I rock and rock and rock on your thick length. Then we both feel my pussy tightening on you, my juices flowing down it and out onto your balls as I explode once again.. There wasn’t a guardhouse, but the iron gate between the two brick columns looked imposing.Of course the ten-foot barrier could be breached with a small ladder. But an intruder would be visible in the arc lights. And I had no doubt that Fowler Crescent would have an alarm system I couldn’t get around with a call to the Sullivans. Especially when Carmen told me, “The other four houses are owned by Fowler’s Army buddies. Two of them work for Macklin, two are still at Citi. None of them are. She playfully patted his bottom and whispered, “You have a lovely bottom that will look lovely in some frilly knickers and perfect for some other pleasures.” While she still stood behind him she continued to tease and torment him by reaching up with both her hands and running her manicured fingers playfully over Steve’s swollen nipples and massaging his fleshy breasts causing him to give out a gasp. “Hmmm, my oh my, you have lovely breasts that are even more sensitive than a woman’s, an added. I need to call Bank of the West first. I’m supposed to have an interview for a job.” She grabbed the phone from the table and quickly dialed thinking of some way out of the situation but her mind was blank. Mrs. Jackson grimaced as she stared at Phil as he stared in lust back at her.The phone continued to ring as Phil walked closer to her, “You look fucking hot as hell today Freckles!” he reached out and rubbed her breast over his silky blouse. Katie tried to back away but Phil grabbed her.