Dieser devote Blick von unten.... Keuchend ergoss er sich in ihren Mund. Maren schluckte genüßlich seinen Saft. Das war das Beste daran. Sein Sperma...zu schlucken. Sie liebte Sperma und mochte es, darin gebadet zu werden. Aber in der Arbeitszeit waren solchen Spielchen natürlich nicht möglich.Maren ging wieder an die Arbeit und ließ ihre Gedanken schweifen.Maren wusste, dass in der nächsten Zeit Personal eingespart werden musste. Sie wusste ebenso, dass sie nicht zu den Besten ihres Fachs. Reaching under her dress I cupped her bare ass cheeks tightly and then I felt her pussy grow moist as it pressed against my lower thigh. We kissed deeply before she gasped for air and murmured again, “please fuck me, NOW!” I grasped her waist and started to lead her back out of the storeroom and into the backyard.“We can’t risk my wife seeing us together Polly. Where will we go?” She grabbed my arm and pulled me behind her as she hurried up to the side gate that led to the front yard. “My. “I have no idea what to tell him… but you certainly seem to know what you’re doing… maybe I should learn from you.” With that she reached down through the hole in my boxers, “hmm… quick release or easy access?” Now I would love to say that I tried to stop her, I’d love to say logic took at least a little control, I’d love to say I evaluated the situation and did the right thing, but in all honesty, I couldn’t control myself anymore. I just pulled her to my face and started kissing her, this. No other detail can enter my brain. I am unaware of individuals, Jo, the room, the furnishings, anything other than my sense of satisfaction, sexual pleasure, sheer joy. Jo is now by my side, holding out her hand. I reach down to take it, and allow myself to be walked from the dais to the first lady inside the door. She is smiling, seated in an office chair, legs crossed at the ankles, hands to her face, eyes darting up and down my body, which Jo leaves so close to her, that she could reach out.