Now there are at least a good forty years between us, she is about 5’ 3” with dark shoulder-length hair which highlights the green shimmer from he... eyes. She is obliged to wear a black dress for bar work, but she tends to wear a dress that’s clingy and reveals a few curves not unnoticed by mwa. We were just discussing idly the ways of the world this particular lunchtime when the air of conversation changed inexplicably. Lisa started to tell me about a dream she had and on more than one. ...Marcus started kissing Janes neck and his hand started to disappear inside her white blouse gropping at her 32ee tits. She still had her hand on his dick - rubbing him through his trousers."Give me a hand James" he said. James looked at me - I nodded and smiled.He stood up from beside me and had to adjust his trousers over his hard-on.This was not lost on Jane "Nice to see you approve!" she whispered breathlessly.At this moment she was obscured from me by the 2 men, Marcus behind her. You ain’t seen nothing yet. I’m quite afraid you’ve unleashed an animal in me,’ she replied, blushing at her admission. ‘Look at me,’ he directed, and she did as he demanded. He stopped caressing her breasts so he had her full attention for what he had to say. ‘There is no reason for you to be embarrassed or ashamed of enjoying what you’re doing right now. My God, you are so sexy sitting on top of me. I’ve imagined this in my head so many times, and never once did I think you’d be the one to. Number two would be finding the sneaky bastards that put me in the hospital.Somewhere around that time I drifted off to sleep.I woke up much later to a very nice feeling on my swollen dick. I almost felt like a Hoover was softly attached; and when I looked down, I saw a head bobbing up and down in my rampant shaft. Next I saw a sweet face with a wide grin on it. She air kissed me and then went back to hoovering my cock, trying her very best to gather my load of protein for this morning.I could.