I mean, her... while you fuck her... um... oh, Chandler, that feels so good... mmm... you can, um... caress her whole body and um... rub... um... brea...ts, her breasts... and clit... and... mmmm... you can, you can finger my pussy..."It was clear what she was wanting. For the girl, it wasn't just about having a dick in her butt. It was about the total package of sensations.Chandler gripped her pert breast, and gently massaged it as he continued fucking Monica's ass."OOoo, yeah... rub my tits.... "My boss will be wondering where I am, I should probably get back" I told him. "I'll take care of your boss". He picked up his phone and dialed the store. "Hey your pizza guy is out here and it looks like he picked up a nail somewhere and has a flat". "Yeah. I'm going to help him plug it real quick and get him back on the road. May be around half an hour or so".He hung up and looked back at me. "Now you can let me get a closer look at that ass".I stepped the rest of the way into the office and. . it's a safe enough place, but we need to decide what happens tomorrow and the day after that! For starters, it's probably not safe for you to go home. Hell, it's probably not safe for me to return home either! Do you need to stay with a girlfriend? If we were in a relationship, and if you were my girlfriend, maybe we'd have a few more options ... so I guess we need to decide where we are today first ... and plan for tomorrow next. Especially if Trixie, and not Kathy, is going to do all or. As she was joining us, Steven moved over and sat beside me in the seat and my wife sat on the other seat, one on each side of me.We talked and our legs and hands were all gently touching each other with the movement of the water and jets, when I felt a hand rubbing my leg. I didn't say anything or think of anything until the hand kept stroking my leg and the hand was working its way up my thigh under my boxers toward my cock. Once I realized it was Steven and not my wife, I was unsure what to.