His hand slowly moved under her right breast, but he waited for her to give the ‘ok’ to touch it.Layla was helpless. She wanted him, but she wante... it slow and easy. Her hand covered his, gently pulling it over her excited breast and swollen nipple. “Touch me,” she cooed, hoping Jimmy would take his time, giving her the pleasures she so dearly craved from a man.He grew harder as her words filled his ears and when she told him to touch her, he couldn’t have been happier. “I’ll do anything you. "That makes two of us." By the way he was moving his hips I could tell he wanted me to go faster, but I wanted to make this last. I also wanted him to know the pleasure of delayed gratification. I knew how good it felt to just go at yourself like wild and get off as quickly as possible, but as a mature woman I also knew the benefits of taking things slow and drawing out the pleasure. My tits jiggled with each stroke I gave his cock. It felt amazing to be so open and uninhibited with my body.. I found two cards and three letters also buried in the drawer. I remember my hands were shaking as I read the words he wrote her. Sara,I know your husband is home for a few weeks but I am dieing to taste you like I did that first night at my office. I need to feel your skin next to mine as I penetrate you and make you breath in unison with me until we both climax like only we can . I'm giving you some of the pictures we took so you can pleasure yourself to them . I know you need me too. Lets. The security guards followed them out and tried to pull Billy off with no success. Finally, one of them hit Billy in the neck with a taser. He was still out when they stuck him in the police car. They had to haul Calvin away in an EMT vehicle.One of the guys showed me the cubicle where Ken Sanders worked. It was empty. Seems like old Ken suddenly quit this morning.We went by Sarah's desk and she was not there either, but it looked as if she still worked there. Ten minutes later, I had Ken's.