All of him. Right then.I crawled into his lap after I unbuttoned my jeans and pushed them down a little. I began to rub my pussy against his hard cock... through my panties. The thing fabric of my panties made it easy for him to feel the warmth radiating from my pussy and I'm certain the wet spot on the silky smooth garment was more than noticeable."If you like that, then you'll love this..." I whispered next to his ear then bit at his lobe. He shivered beneath me. I kept grinding against him and. Vivamus porta, elit vel accumsan volutpat, dolor tellus euismod ex, id iaculis mauris quam nec metus. Proin lacinia sit amet felis in congue.Donec sapien ex, pellentesque eu turpis non, porta tincidunt dui. Nam id fermentum eros. Nulla facilisi. Integer quis dapibus ex. Proin porttitor at nulla id pulvinar. Nam aliquet quis lectus non posuere. Nunc diam risus, sagittis in accumsan a, congue eget mauris. Cras mattis lectus eget sem rhoncus, eu commodo tellus sodales. Nulla porta feugiat. That’s the name I had our daughter christened with. I went through all the motions with him about picking out her name. Not once, god love him, did he ever chose his sister’s name though. Which made things easier for me because I didn’t to have to say no to it. But in my mind, there was no other name that I would have christened her with. I spoke with the priest about it when he wasn’t with me, and we conspired to lead him to believe we were going to call her by another name. You should have. My tits were swollen, nipples hard, pants damp. I'm assistant of the board and knew there was nothing at stake. Shit. I thought fast. My rule No. 1 says carrier beats pussy. Make sure the latter doesn't get into the way of the first. I stuffed bra and blouse in the bag, put on the blazer, and rushed back to the office. When I left, I saw Tom had ejaculated in his Jeans. What a waste.Maybe it's my next dare, a topless assistant in an adult shop. No, I don't think so. I really would, but not.