"?Stuart gasped as Dr. Townsend turned to him again. "I'm waiting, sir! Are you going to take those pants down, or must I take them down myself?" ?Stu...rt looked at Moira, wondering if he should grab her hand and pull her out of the office. But? her face was more curious than horrified.?Stuart noted that Dr. Townsend's eyes were narrowing, and, his face burning, he found himself unsnapping his three button charcoal suit trousers, and pulling them down, along with his Royal Silk boxer shorts,. What is she doing? I can’t see but its clear she is trying to tweak my manhood into position through my shorts. With a few tugs and a little loosening of my belt and she is at the perfect height for me to be directly at the level where it seems as though I am just beginning to enter her and her entrance is wrapped around my head. She is amazingly soft…as super hard as I am she is just as soft and warm and I can almost feel her wetness. In honesty it was probably an illusion enhanced by my. Karen’s erect nipple presses into his palm as he massages her breast and fingers her. He teases the exposed flesh of her neck with kisses, occasionally coming up for her mouth. Karen is becoming overwhelmed by the methodic stimulation of her most sensitive areas, and when Mark squeezes her nipple she nearly cums again.“Mark,” she gasps.Her eyes squeeze shut tightly, bracing herself against the overwhelming pleasure she feels. Mark continues to finger her and brings his thumb to her clit,. I joined them at 7 for supper, and started to get to know them a bit better. Fred was probably about 40 or so, and what in those days we called a commercial traveller, in other words a travelling salesman for an engineering firm in the town, and he knew the company I was joining pretty well, having done his apprenticeship there when he had left school. He and Susan had been schooldays sweethearts even though she had been several years his junior, and had married soon after he had qualified at.