She had already reconsidered her original refusal to let Tiffany or Juliana go to town on her pussy. But looking at the three of them, she doubted the... would let her squeeze in, let alone the logistics of fitting herself somewhere between them. But she really wanted David's cock. She wanted to feel it pushing inside her, feel his cum filling her. She wanted David's cock... but really any cock would do. As she came a third time, rubbing her clit raw, a new thought occurred to her. David wasn't. Other days it would be worse as I would be trying to dodge the large forklifts as they go back and forth. "Hey, Mike," I called. He turned to look at me with a guilty look on his face. "I wasn't doing anything," he replied. "Sure," I nodded as I sat in my chair. Usually, I am the first one up here, so I was caught off guard by him being here. He looked at me, then began to walk over to my desk. "What is it?" I asked. "You know Tiffany?" he asked. I let out a deep sigh. Tiffany was a redhead. This would be perfect payback for her interference. I walked over to where Mark was sitting. Both of us staring at each other, wearing nothing but T-shirts and underwear. I bent over at the waist and kissed him. His lips were soft and felt good against mine. His hands immediately reached under my shirt and found my 36C breasts. He had smaller hands than Donnell but they felt stronger as he groped my tits. He took my shirt off and leaned forward to take a nipple into his mouth but I pushed. That was excellent, since their skin was far too lovely to allow to be marred. I shifted my position slightly to get a better look at Bobbie, who remained slightly obscured by Cassandra. Both women's breasts looked soft, yet fully supported. Exactly the way I'd always hoped to find them.After a moment of letting me get the look I wanted, they both neatly folded their tops and lay them on the nearby table. As they moved their breasts swayed easily, dispelling any notion that they were nothing.