“There’s a good boy.” She told him. “Let’s get you cumming.” There was no chickening out this time; no asking for it to stop, Don was hel...less as Elle pressed home while holding his cock by the tip with her thumb and forefinger. Slowly she eased it inside; slowly she slipped its shaft deeper and deeper until it was in as far as it could go. It was his turn to groan now; his turn to whimper and his turn to cry out as she eased it in and out of him while at the same time slowly masturbating. We walked into the room and turned facing each other. I put my arms around her and kissed her tender pink lips. Her lips parted to allow my tongue entrance. As we kissed my hands undid her bra and slid her panties down her legs. She removed my shirt and pants. She slid my boxers to the floor and my arousal became very apparent. She gasped and grabbed me gently. She looked into my eyes with lust smoldering there. I grabbed her butt cheeks and pulled her lower body tight against me. She let out a. I had a three o’clock deadline to insure all of the buildings, all of the buyers, and indemnify the corporations. On a budget. I worked through lunch and finally at one thirty I got up from my cubicle to stretch my legs when my phone rang. ‘Marci, I said no calls until I got his thing done.’ ‘There’s someone to see you.’ She paused for a moment, partially covering the mouthpiece of the phone, then said ‘Bryan is here to see you.’ My heart did a triple thump in my chest. I started to walk to the. Jack backed up and took his all familiar pre-pounce pose, he looked so cool like a black panther stalking his prey. Then he went for it and pounced on the helpless piece of tinsel, slapping at it with both paws sending it across the floor. Again and again Jack attacked the string. He kept his little game of cat and ‘tinsel mouse’ up for over an hour. It was cute to see him all worn out from his epic battle with the tinsel then curl up to our Christmas stockings and make himself a little cat.