"Can I help?" I asked."Wanna fuck again," she said. It wasn't a question and her words bore a tone of slurred sexuality.I did nothing and after a mome...tary pause Bernie stuck my fully charged cock in her cunt. She began to sob and moan as she slowly fucked me. Her tight cuntal walls found all my nerve endings. Soon we were both moaning and thrashing about. I felt someone playing with my balls and guessed it was Merry. Then a finger tried to poke my asshole but Bernie and I were humping to fast. Grinning at him, she said, “Actually, if memories serves, I think you were.”Just to be sure she was good and wet and ready for what he had in mind, he took his time and kissed his way up from her ankles, even licking into the tender flesh at the back of her knees and then sliding his tongue up higher along her slender thighs, he gently nipped at her ass, chuckling as she gasped at the shock of it. Deeply inhaling her wickedly arousing scent, he caressed her bare pussy with a long lingering. However, the wince also reminded me my jaw was really beginning to hurt. I opened and closed my mouth just to make sure there wasn’t any serious damage, but aside from some stiffness and a general ache, I seemed to be fine. My back stung like a son of a bitch, though.“No, it doesn’t seem to be so bad,” Cate continued, as I listened to her one-sided conversation with our mother. “He’s a bit bruised and scuffed up but he seems OK. I think his shirt is trashed, though.” My shirt was the least of. Well, about a week after I started work, Mr. Dolan asked if I wanted to join him for lunch one day and I agreed. We began to have lunch "dates" once a week. I did not tell my boyfriend about these lunch "dates" as I did not want to start trouble. During these lunch "dates" Mr. Dolan and I started to talk about my career path at the firm and about our personal lives. We got to know each other pretty well over the past two months. I learned that he had been married for twenty-five years and.