You know you want to play.”I looked like a Barbie doll and George loved to play with me. I was five foot seven with blonde hair and blue eyes. I had...a full C cup breast and kept my pussy bald. I had a nice curvy figure, which drove George wild. He especially liked my pampered feet.George slowly crawled over to me. I had crossed my legs and dangled my stiletto shoe in front of his face. George kissed the body of my shoe. He began sucking at my heel. He was moaning out loud and getting off on my. , Anita and I worked during some time in the same building. Her office was several floors upstairs.We had different schedules. My sweet wife started every day two hours after me.One day I was very, very busy and had not time to share lunch with Ana; but I knew he had left the building earlier. A while later I was checking the security monitors in my own office; when I saw Ana walking back into the building. To make some practice with the joystick, I decided to follow her path up to her. But the special quality about it was the wide bell-end which was now throbbing in her womb, wider than the rest of the cock. She gently squeezed his cock with her pelvic muscles, then raised herself so that she felt the large bell-end pressing against the throbbing lips of her pussy, took a deep breath and slid slowly down its complete length until she felt the same bell-end pressing against the top of her womb. The game was on.Upstairs, Rebecca, totally bedraggled, now stained with tears and. So unless there's unanimous agreement otherwise, we'll dispense with our glib conversation at the door and while having a cocktail and even with the part where we tore our clothes off rushing into her bedroom."My good luck!" I countered, and trapped her hand where it was with my own so she couldn't remove it, or stop what she was doing."And it turns out it was only cigarettes and whiskey," she smiled.As time went on I learned that she didn't do things like that, grabbing me like that I mean..