I need you, every part of you. His lips pushed hard against mine until the coppery taste of blood touched my tongue. That was all the answer I needed.... His hand moved to the inside of my thigh. His fingers neared my warmth. I took a sharp breathe as I felt him push aside the scrap of lace and slide two fingers inside me. I whimpered with pleasure as he slowly began to slide them in and out of my body. Twisting his fingers he pushed deeper and harder. My hips rose to meet him. I found myself. Her level of prestige also demanded a higher standard of professionalism. While her team scoured the remote desert near the Persian Gulf in shorts and tank tops, she reserved herself to a white polo and khaki pants. This was not due to a lack of body confidence. Dr. Anderson had a tall limber frame fron years of long hikes to archeological dig sites, and her b-cup breasts and ass were the better for it, but that was for herself and the occasional boyfriend she managed to avoid pushing away for. "Leslie? Is that you?" Yes, my dear. I've come back to you." Her voice seemed kind of strained but I thought nothing of it at the time. I felt her get back on the bed, between my thighs. Soon, she was back to sucking on my cock. All of a sudden I heard a buzzing sound."What's that?" I asked."Oh, just a little something to make it feel even better."I felt something touch my asshole. "Um, Leslie, darling, what are you doing?" Hey, what's good for me is good for you!" She said. "You're gonna love. It turns out Barrys wife had turned up a couple of hours before, i was just too pissed to realise. Once i realised this to be the case, i figured there was no point hanging about; Barry couldnt do anything with that old bitch around.I called a taxi, said my goodbyes and waited out on the street, smoking cigarettes and feeling depressed that i was going home without any cum inside of me. The taxi arrived, i stumbled in, and exchanged small talk with the driver as we headed out of town. I was.