Mrs. Jensen then rolled over onto her back, her shoulders at the edge, her heels resting on the top, she arched her back and let her lovely face hang ...ff the side.Dirk's eye lit up, he could not believe what was happening. Mrs. Jensen reached back, taking hold of his cock with one hand and freeing his heavy balls with the other.She opened wide and just as Dirk got into position they heard some chatter outside the office as some people headed down the hall. They both paused for a moment, a bit. They were money-grubbing back-stabbers who would do anything that it took to get ahead and who would do anything they thought they could get away with to keep others down.I found Mr. Remington near the bar and headed over to make the obligatory greeting. He was dressed in his own pair of khaki shorts and his own polo shirt with the firm's logo upon the breast. His ample stomach, forged from years of three martini lunches, bulged over his waistline enough to conceal his belt. He was sipping what. Suppressing a cry out you bit your bottom lip and then said, "get on with it bitch!! fuck me already!! fuck me hard!!"so i slammed out and then in just once as hard as i could making you scream and your eyes rolling back showing the whites of your eyes in exstacy. so now i picked up the pace starting at a slow rolling droll. until after about thirty minutes i picked up faster and harder as i went until we were both screaming not even trying to cover how loud we got knowing no one would hear us. Star looked at me and back at her mother who nodded her head.Star reached her hands out, and with a tentative and delicate touch, began to apply soap to my pubic hair. She grew bolder and spread the soapy lather along the length of my growing erection as her fingers created a flurry of lavender scented soapsuds.I seriously doubt that Star had any idea of how her touch was affecting me. Her mother, on the other hand, knew damn well what was happening as she proceeded to "help" her daughter by.