Her hips wiggled, her bowels so hot about my fingers. President Atterbury sucked on her nipples with noisy hunger, lips smacking as he enjoyed her fat...nubs.Her moans echoed through the office. Her body quivered. Hot juices gushed over my hand. Her bowels writhed about my digits. She cried out in rapture. Her orgasm spilled through her young body, leaving her trembling.“Yes, yes, yes!” she moaned. “Ooh, that's good, Mr. Davies! President Atterbury! But... Oh, yes, it is, but I need your cocks in. I whispered to John can you manage her trousers and i will get her top off he smiled and just nodded.I knew as soon as he undid that button and slid her zip down he would be viewing my wifes pussy, i watched him closely as i removed her blouse as he opened the front of her trousers i think he was expecting to see her panties but his eyes bulged as he saw a little bit of ginger pubic hair he then realised she never had panties on and was just looking at her shaven heaven apart from her ginger. Building all this anticipation was my plan. I was getting wet myself just pleasuring him. Finally, I decided to let him cum and cum he did. After waiting he came with greater force and I swallowed and swallowed. Then in a surprise move to him I moved up and mounted his still hard cock sliding easily down his shaft until my lips fully engulfed his cock. I leaned over and kissed him deeply while he massaged my tits and twisted and pulled on my nipples sucking them alternately. Because I teased. She gasped at the sound of the vomiting and hurried into the bathroom. “Oh, my God, are you okay?”“Migraine.” My voice slurred as I uttered the word.“Is there anything I can do for you? Do you need anything?”I made a waving motion toward the row of prescription bottles on the vanity. “Imitrex. Then bed. I’ll be okay once I sleep.”Lisa rifled through the bottles until she identified the Imitrex. She took one out, put some water in a small glass, and handed both to me. As I held my breath to.