They lay there wrapped in each other’s arms and legs, panting as they attempted to regain their ability to breathe. Their bodies were covered with s...eat. The sheet below Susan was now wet with the combination of perspiration and the fluids that were streaming out of her sex. When his breathing was almost back to normal, Tom started to pull out of her so that he could lie by her side. “No, baby, don’t move,” she whispered as she held on to him. “It feels so good to have you inside me. Please. My old flame for Gina was fully rekindled. I needed to kiss her, hold her, make her trust and love me. Once, I told her I loved her and she bristled at the word. I knew I would say it again soon and I so hoped she could say it back. Gina and I washed each other between kisses. We certainly were getting good at kissing. We could not keep our tongues outside each other’s mouth. Gina held and lightly stroked my cock as the shower sprayed her back and I fingered her very ready wet pussy. Soaking. . or so he thought. He showed her the office she’d occupy in recruitment, and she grinned with smug approval on seeing it was across the way from his office, out of his earshot, and a window would let her know when he was in his place ... and put in his place he would be. She’d set about destroying any applications from women beyond Hortense Barber’s control, and busy herself installing the feminine takeover required.Hortense grinned with the promise of sadism, her sexual arousal growing as. ? To help me finish off, like I helped you...?"I wasn't in the mood now, though. It was bad enough having to wipe Harvey's crud off my stinking dick, never mind shove my face in the hairy trench between Whitehouse's cheeks.So instead I just shuffled up behind him and worked my hand into his crack as he enjoyed his sloppy seconds. I rubbed around his hole - Jesus, it felt more bloated and gaping than even Harvey's had - and worked a finger up inside his slippery sludge pipe."Ah, yeah!.