Laura wasn’t. Dan had the same image an hour and a half later; this time Laura was exactly as her husband imagined her. The image was stronger this ...ime, Dan realized. It’s almost lunch time, she might be there now. Dan leaned his head back and stared at the ceiling. Just then his secretary entered to inform him of a two o’clock meeting with the VP. Dan watched his secretary’s behind intently as she returned to her desk. He imagined spanking her as Greg did Laura Friday night. Dan did indeed. Kissing, licking and nibbling every last inch of them,her nipples were so hard and excited, poking up at me in appreciation. My cock was already rock hard and I quickly undressed before returning to Amy. This time I worked my way down across her stomach and to her inner thighs. My prize was there waiting for me, freshly waxed and completely bare, her pussy lips already gaping and very flushed. I wondered how many times she'd got herself off today? I was soon licking and kissing her labia and. I’m frozen in amused horror. I’ve lost all idea of why I’m in this room. Then by chance I spot my painting propped on the bed. Grabbing it and shooting off toward the front door is not the result of planning but of instinct. In truth, my mind was still locked on the most amazing orgasm that I’d ever experienced. I wasn’t certain of how the fireworks happened, but I wasn’t about to perform an autopsy on the situation until I was back within the safe bosom of my home. At his front door I fumble. Her heart pounded when the side door of the Linden house opened and Dolph walked out into the carport. Her cunt warmed. Her nipples became so sensitive that even the soft contact of her blouse stimulated them. She glanced at the wall clock and smiled. "Right on time."Pamela gave the man a few minutes to start his work in the yard before she walked out into her back yard. She acted like she was picking some weeds out of her lawn, hoping that Dolph would notice her and start the conversation..