"Well, you know how it is," I smile. "Boss is a hardass who never lets me out." I heard that!" He looks back at us and shakes his finger at me.I talk ...o Claire, as instructed, listening to her ramble on about the divorce she's going through, about her son's horrible new girlfriend and her daughter's extraordinary academic abilities. I don't really mind. I always got along with Claire and honestly, I'm not really paying attention to what she's saying anyway. My mind is on Chris. I know he'll. My hands groped at her beautiful ass and my already hardcock dug in to her body as I held her to me.she pushed her handsdown between us and started to fumble at my belt before Ithought to myself I had better get her inside. As I lookedfor the keys she continued undoing my trousers and by thetime I had the door open my trousers were down around my anklesalong with my pants. I lurched inside stumbling and falling and Vicki came inright after me and closed the door and leaned back againstit. Marten responded as he stood up and pushed Rebecca back so that she was laying back on his desk. Only their underwear separated them now, Rebecca could feel his cock within his boxers, straining to get out. Rebecca ground her hips back into Mr. Marten. Rebecca reached down and unbuttoned the front of Mr. Marten's boxers. Immediately, his cock slipped out and he started to grind his cock along Rebecca's panty-covered pussy. Penny slipped out of her own panties and then moved around to the front. Softly at first, almost caressing. And then comes the first slap. Then a pull of your nipple tassel. It doesn't take long to come away, leaving your nipples exposed. Relentlessly fingers pull at your swelling nipples, pinching them, tugging, twisting. You feel one hand lift a breast by its nipple while at least two others take turns slapping it.Then you feel it. The first splash. For one of the boys, the sight has got too exciting and he has emptied his load in a wide spray across your lips,.