She wondered where Claire had managed to find this woman."I'd love to," Claire said while starting to remove her clothes."Keep the noise down, I've go... to get some rest," Denise said irritated at what was about to happen. The huge office had shrunk over the past seventeen days. Despite herself, she watched Candy strip. The woman was drop dead gorgeous with a perfect body. Shaking her head, Denise settled on the couch and tried to sleep through the noise of the two women having sex.The seventeen. Massaging it once again, but this time adding my lips, kissing the arch of her foot, the side of her ankle and slowly up her calf. Taking a second to kiss the back of her knee, then up her thigh, kissing the top, then down the outside, before going up a bit, over the top and down the inside of her thigh. I used my hands to massage her thigh just a bit above where I was kissing, and as I reached the top my right hand slipped between the lips of her pussy. She was incredibly wet, a lot more than. He got up in a hurry, placed the towel back on my ass and left. I layed their in a lust filled trance. My father, then man who I was spying on just minutes ago, had rubbed my ass and made me so horny. I rolled onto my back, dropped the towel and gently began running my hands up and down my body. I took off my top and squeezed my tits. My nipples were already rock hard and I pinched them gently. Sending powerfull pulses straight to my clit. I looked over at the puddle of precum my father had. Once his employer reached the bottom, he started down the ladder. By the time he reached the barn floor, Mrs. M had reached the pond and was stripping off her cutoff jeans. He walked toward the pond and watched her run out on the little dock and dive gracefully into the water. He sighed. ‘Maybe swimming will work like a cold shower,’ he thought as he got nearer to the pond. Unfortunately, with his bikini-clad boss in the water, he wasn’t sure a swim would help his condition. The young man’s.