.I was a little scared as he pressed his mouth over mine, his tongue probing into my mouth as I felt him pulling my pink sleep shorts down, but my but... lifted, as if I was in a daze, and he slid the shorts down, pulling them off and he then carefully climbed over me, his big body shadowing my petite frame and moving himself between my slender thighs, his arms either side to support himself, and I smelled the whiskey on his breath....He was grunting and panting, and my heart pounded as I felt. "Oh yeah," I said, "and she still wants to meet me," I said with a smile."You may be a bit of a perv," Ann said, "but you're a good friend."Well that depends on your definition of a friend, true I had spent some time between her shapely legs and have offered her money to help her out with her studies."Ann told me you write short stories," Trish said, her voice low and throaty."Yeah," I confirmed."Could I read any?" she asked."Sure," I said, "I'll boot up my computer and print off one or two,. That might be my job.”“I don’t think it would be against any agreement I’ve signed. Is it actually against any policy if we’re both consenting?”“I don’t know either. But besides! I don’t even have any money.”I wondered what Master Kessler would do if I dragged him over to her office and asked if I could treat him as someone who had never been a client. It was a gray area: when I went to seduce him I was thinking of a client, but I’ve never taken his money. But this was ridiculous. “I saw you. He also responded by increasing the speed of his upward thrusts, his powerful muscles making it hard for her to keep her balance on her heels.Her soaking pussy and his cock now made a delightful wet slapping noise as they powerfully fucked each other. He playfully pinched her hard nipples, twisting each of them at the same time. I knew that Anita was struggling to hold off exploding into orgasm, but they both knew the tension of the delayed build up.Sensing him getting closer, my wife began to.