” I snickered.Then finding a boldness I’ve never felt before, I pushed his back on the mattress and straddled him.Surprised, he said, “Oh, I lik... it!” moaning.I pulled his hands on my breasts and he began stroking. “You’re so incredibly sexy,” he said.Never before that very moment I felt sexy, but with him, I felt it.I rubbed my pussy against the length of his cock. It was excruciating but amazing. I spread my wetness on his cock and it was so erotic.Meanwhile, he played with my breasts. He. I thought he would touch my cock still hard and throbbing. But he didn’t, he pulled away as if nothing had happened and turned towards his urinal. He cleared his throat like he was going to spit but didn’t. I heard him grunt and groan, forcing his piss past whatever valve we have inside of us and then I heard his piss hit the porcelain and knew this was over. He stood there ignoring me as if I was nothing more than some tree or fence post that he shot his cum on.Just like the recordings I had. What she saw made her gasp. Her breath held in till her lungs overinflated and were ready to explode. She had gotten quite an eyeful of the hot and heavy action.Karl Bennet and his secretary Mary Ellen were getting it on. Veronica had wondered what kind of lover her boss really was. This morning she'd been turned on by the thought of what Mr. Marshall had done to her. She had been ready for any advance Bennet might make. And she had responded. Now she had the chance to watch how good a fucker. I had to concentrate to keep my gaze from lingering on those features.I just wanted to thank you for a great dinner, the spending money and say good night. She told me. “Shelly said she already thanked you and said goodnight. I didn’t get a chance before, I had to pee so bad, I think the wine caused it.” She was still a bit tipsy.Your welcome Honey, have a good sleep. We can sleep in, in the morning, I don’t have to be to the course too early. Then I added. “We can get a nice breakfast in the.