I shoved on a pair of shorts and went outside. Alex saw me and came over."Would you like me to make a pot of coffee for the crew?" I appreciate it Jac..., but we all come prepared. Everyone brings his own Thermos. But thanks anyway." You sure got a lot done yesterday." Yep. Got a good crew on this job. I'm about a half day ahead of schedule already. We've got concrete coming in around 8:00, so you should have a slab when you get home from school today. I figure we can knock this job out by the. Sherry was black, about 5'4" and was a cuddly sort of BBW with short black hair. Although I had never met him, her husband was a complete tool. A white Harvard MBA who could probably only achieve orgasm when re-enacting a scene from one of his fraternity pledge parties. Sherry was an openly sexually frustrated woman, and it made for a wonderful chemistry between us. She would complain openly about her husband's "short cummings" and laugh like one of the boys when she wasn't getting enough. I simply could not understand how anyone could sit quietly for that long a time. For me that ability was something that bordered on the absolute impossible. The fact was, it was physically impossible for me to sit still. I had no choice; I absolutely had to be moving. I tapped my feet, I drummed the desk with my fingers, I twiddled my thumbs, I looked around constantly trying to see what other people were doing, I twitched my muscles, I squinted, etc, etc, etc. I did everything I could think. Now it’s a game of who will come first. Controlling my breathing and focusing my attention on toes run my tongue between them. When I begin sucking them one by one you finally lose it and reach up and grab me. Guiding my cock into your sweet pussy you lock your legs behind me. We move together and you legs provide you extra leverage. I go slow enjoying the moment but both don't last long. We cum together as I moan into your ear and you into mine.Using your feet like hands after you catch your.