He paid no attention to my pussy. He knew what he was doing. I wanted to rub his cock he kept rubbing against my leg. IT WAS GETTING HARDER AND BIG...ER on my leg. My pussy was so wet but he wouldn't touch it. My tits was all he wanted at that moment. Then he surprised me and took his hand and rubbed his hand against my pussy. He didn't stop sucking my tits I needed to feel a little more.I Begged him to use that same mouth to lick my pussy. I begged and begged. He opened my pants and. What if he never showed up? What if he took everythingwe had both worked for and disappeared? What if I hadbeen temporary? Just something he needed to get by?Left with nothing but a few boxes of photos and booksin the back of my SUV?But, didnt I literally put my life in his hands everytime we had played? How many times over the yearscould he have hurt me or killed me and I wouldnt havebeen able to stop him? With all I had already trustedhim with, was I really that worried that he wasntgoing to. He had a nice 6.5″ by 2.5″ dick. He too was already hot and horny and had a massive hard on. I started massaging his cock. I drew him closer to my table. Sanju closed his eyes. He was oozing precum. Soon he stared moaning slightly. Within a very short while, he shot his load all over my body. Sanju opened his eyes and said thanks. I said just don’t mention it. He then something most unexpected. He bent and gave a kiss on my lips saying, thank you very much sir and that most people try to. "What's the matter; you're awfully quiet?" Sheila asked as she dropped another stack of documents on the desk in front of me."I hate paperwork. Is the stable boy position still open?" I forlornly stared at the mountain of paper as I leaned back in my chair and took a deep sigh."You would rather shovel manure than do paperwork?" Sheila inquired with a concerned grin.I shrugged my shoulders and chuckled as I studied the folder in my hands and tried to figure out which paper pile was its home..