With tomato sauce on it, I was enjoying and because of the wetness of sauce on her boob NILIMA DIDI too was getting more exited. I twisted my tongue o... her nipples bite it gently and again licked the boob. Then went to other side and did the same with her right boob. Not to mention here that her boobs were great and big. NILIMA DIDI was not that fat but her boobs were big. A size of 36. I finished the boob section and went down. It was a turn of tummy. Which was full of pineapple jam. The sauce. I press my mouth to her pussy, smooth and ready for my attention. My tongue slides inside her and then slips lower, ticking the tight hole of her ass.Mistress Chelsea moans again and grabs a fistful of hair. She tugs my hair while I slide my tongue back up, this time all the way up to her clit. Her moaisture drains into my hungry mouth and I sigh deeply as swallow her flavor. My Misstress Chelsea leans her head back, her legs lift up around my shoulders pulling me in tighter. I moan into. She was busy planning the schedule on the whiteboard. My colleagues left the room to get a cup of coffee from the office pantry.Me, being too involved in work didn’t leave my place and there she was busy writing on the board. I took off my earphones. I felt like someone was calling me only to realize that no one did that. It was just a hallucination. I saw her standing there right near the whiteboard, lost in thoughts.All of a sudden, she dropped her marker and bent down to pick it. She was. Oh God Eddie, it's so good," she gasped, humping herself harder against him. Ed moaned her name around her nipple, his cock hard as steel against his undershorts."Oh Eddie, I'm close... but I--I need--" What, Chrissy baby -- what do you need?" I need to feel you touching me." I am touching you, Chrissy baby," Ed said, squeezing her tits for emphasis."No no," she said, climbing off him and standing before him. "I need to feel you touching me everywhere, she said, shucking her shorts and panties.