Cindy and I were about the same age 38 years old, both of us unhappily married working too many hours for too little pay, for a company that found it ...asier to fire and hire someone new than to actually handle problems. She was no more that 5’3 110 lbs with 34 A tits but her ass drove me crazy. It was firm and small and fit my crotch perfectly. She liked to ride me and her ass cheeks had just enough padding to soften her frantic bounces. We worked the afternoon shift that started at 1 pm. My fingers traced the outside of the cavern and the moans got louder and more intense.Just then I feel something touching me, exploring me. Your hand had freed itself and was moving down my chest to my stomach. With caution and intimidation the freed hand slowed as it was passing my stomach. It felt wonderful to feel the tips of your fingers as they pressed to touch each ridge of my stomach muscles, but why were they shy now after such passion and fervor? The hand was timid and unsure.As if to. They did not worry about me and kept on wacking their meat till they blew their loads. Two more times I watched from a distance as these men jacked off, my pussy dripping, I was not sure what was making me so turned on. Then I was watching again and decided I would walk up to them which I did. They did not miss a beat and I stood right there, in the circle as they jacked off. Afterwards I went back to my cabin and frigged my coochie to a mind blowing orgasim. I knew I had to take it to the. “Just remember what I told you about pussy power. He wants some oral? Tell him you want some oral!”“But that means he’d be seeing my pussy!”“So? Take a shower ahead of time! How many do you think he’s seen? He’s not going to be complaining about it!”“What if he wants to do more? What if he thinks that means we’re going to, you know, fuck?”“Then kick him in the balls! Remember! Pussy power! You have the pussy; you have the power!” replied Tam.Samantha thought about it for a minute and shook her.