Her hips were thrusting back at a rapid pace. Bob had his knees under Nancy's armpits and she sucked his cock greedily, pulling against Bob's ass chee...s with her hands as he stroked into her mouth. Bob's face was buried in Sandy's snatch as she sat spread-eagled on the couch. "Turn out the god damn lights," moaned Sandy."You're so tight, Nancy. I can't hold off much longer," panted Stan.Nancy let Bob's cock slip out of her mouth long enough to moan, "Fuck me harder! I love it! Fuck me. A president getting a blow job from an intern in the Oval Office pantry? Check. Anything was possible.“You know what the boss has decided?”Larry shook his head.“You won’t believe this. He thinks she shot him and then herself.”Larry’s laughter was unexpected, but in a second Suzanne was laughing with him. When he caught his breath he managed to ask, “Twice?”Suzanne snorted.“Yeah. That’s what I said. I can’t figure out if he’s serious or pulling my chain. Idiot. I can see his idea of a headline. April gasped and squealed. I had to remove my fingers from her cunt and hold onto her hips to keep my mouth glued to her clit. Several spurts of her oils came out and ran down my chin and neck. I moved my mouth down and sucked up the rest of her sweet nectar.As soon as April recovered, she moved to the center of the bed and insisted that I fuck her immediately. There was no way I was going to disappoint her so I climbed up between her legs. Sliding into her was indescribable and from that point. As the evening went on colleagues needed to get home and it wasn’t long until Ros and I were the only ladies with Rob and few others. It got to about 10ish and we decided to head to another venue, at which point we lost of the others. We found a slightly quieter corner of the bar and chatted away over some drinks. The music was louder and Rob kept leaning in a little to so he could here; every now and again his forearm would brush against my breasts. I thought nothing of at first, it’s a.