She was somewhat surprised when her hubby actually would point out a man or a couple. She got a distinct impression that he was shopping. She was glad...she had changed panties. If she hadn’t, her legs would soon have rivulets of seepage. She allowed herself to look over the male population and consider their acceptability. As they were getting ready to go, a couple caught both of their eyes simultaneously. They were older, very well dressed, and it was apparent that they were classy. Julie. .. "It stops, until we do something again.".... "Like that!" he said. "It's probably not important. Like your briefcase. Are you going to take all night to kiss me?" She pouted her red lips. Robert leaned in, putting one hand on her hip, brushing his lips over hers once, then leaning in a bit more, kissing deeper. "Mmm. You know a first kiss can be the most important part of an erotic story." "But what do stories have to do with—" She kissed him again, wine-stained lips panting hot. Umayyah!” he groaned.I gasped as he rammed two fingers into my cunt’s depths. He stirred me around while his tongue flicked and batted my clit. I gasped and spasmed. My eyes fluttered as the heat surged through my body. I fell back on my desk, my breasts bouncing. I seized them as I humped against his mouth, the pleasure rising in me.His fingers churned my pussy to a hot froth. I squeezed my nipples as he sucked and nibbled on my clit. He was turning into such a pussy-eating stud. My thighs. Then she straddled me, her crack teasing my cock. As she slid back and forth, the buttons on my shirt are releasing from her skilled fingers. With each opening revealing more and more skin, her lips traced down until they found my always welcoming nipples. Nibbling gently, they were soon very stiff. My hands caress her thighs. There’s just something about the feel of stockings that get me every time. Traveling up, I soon cup her ass cheeks, bushing up against the thong she was wearing. My.