You could feel her butt cheeks clench as she worked that banana. I knew from experience she was building up to a huge orgasm. With her breathes growin... to large gasps, her hands went from her pussy to both of our ankles. She let out a scream / shout that I am sure woke the neighbors, "Oh my fucking God in heaven. I'm coming". Her whole body went rigged as she continued her death grip on our ankles. It was at least thirty seconds before her body went limp. The banana comes shooting out. She lay. Throwing my top on the floor I undid my trousers and slowly pulled them down and kicked them off to the side also revealing my red lace frenchies that matched my red lace bra holding my B cups. My back was facing the door as I unhooked my bra and threw that to the floor too but suddenly I heard the door open behind me. I completely froze hearing Henry’s footsteps get closer to me. I expected him to scream and just run out the room but he just kept coming closer. His footsteps stopped right. Maybelle's biscuits were 'to die for, ' as George was often remarking. It was a good thing that Hyrum was so active, because the quantity of food he put away would have bloated a lesser man. But then, Alpha's usually have good appetites. It sort of surprised David when he realized he was keeping up with the two, bite for bite. The women had cooked what at the time seemed quite excessive quantities, but it turned out to be just enough.David, Hyrum, Gil and George were on the front porch. Each. I'm telling you all this because in our office the one we report to and the one who passes on messages from the boss, is Carol Anne. She is a wow, beautifully coiffured dark hair, twinkling eyes, and a ready sense of humour and a great smile. Her figure doesn't hurt either, long slender and shapely legs, an arse to die for, trim at the waist and her c cup breast fit her body perfectly.Of course dealing with a sales team she had become immune to their glib attempts to woo her out of her knickers.