Many stopped to compliment her performance. She acted modest, humbly said thanks, while steadily moving to the back. Once there, Hannah stood against ...he wall, and people left her alone. She wore a satisfied grin, looked happy. He’d seen that grin before, under different circumstances, and felt a pang of disappointment that he wasn’t there to share her moment of glory. Tom felt a strange pride, surprising warmth, toward the thieving whore. She had talent. Why did she throw her life away? A. I knew this was wrong, that I could lose my job for this, but my dick had taken over and was tugging at my zipper. You moved your little hand down between your legs, dipping your fingers inside your hole to find some cunt juices. Slowly you started to rub your swollen clit. I was shocked that you were actually doing this, but god did I love it. I unzipped my pants allowing my boxer-free dick to poke out.i stroked it under the desk as I watched you. You bit your lip in pleasure, a slight moan. Between her whimpering kisses I heard, "Please love me…please love me."I took her to each room in the house kissing her and saying, "I'm going to love you forever here…and here…and here." When we got to the last room I kissed the tear from the corner of her eye and told her, "and in whatever house or country or universe our bedroom happens to be in, I'm going to love you mother and make love to you just like I'm going to tonight."That night she was on fire. Her energy was an unflagging as mine.. I wondered if he was sitting there "pulling his pud."I grinned at the thought. Well if he was, he deserved it. "Shame on you girl," I told myself, "thinking nasty thoughts about that nice old man." I almost creamed my jeans (well, actually short little panties under the mini-skirt) at the thought. I was almost tempted to go back across the street and offer my hot little box as a convenient receptacle to jack-off into.Almost. God I was getting to be a horny little bitch. All just because I let a.