Her sex was moist, practically dripping with excitement, as she positioned a finger at the entrance of her pussy. Curling the tip inside, Ashley felt ...he heat that she was exerting. My cock was ripping at the seam of my pants, as I watched her reflection, hiding nothing from view. Silently, Ashley played with her pussy only for a moment longer, and quickly jumped into her panties and bra. ‘Sorry about that Jack,’ she apologized. ‘I couldn’t find the pair that I wanted. You can turn around now.’. Later I looked and at that moment I saw Skips’ balls sack swinging like a rapidly moving pendulum. I had the thought that I would watch to see if his balls drew up just before shooting his load of hot stuff. Before that happened Bruce had me souring so high that my eyes closed and I forgot about watching anything. I thought how when I was younger all the details mattered but now that I had become experienced the whole picture was more important. As usual the sensory overload took me on. My hands held to her head and my fingers slid into her stiff curly black hair while I felt her fuck me with her face. Every now and then she sucked her face all the way off the end of my dick and then her wide, flat, tongue would collect all of the drippings that was starting to leak from my over-excited dick. “I aint nevah seen nuttin so hard as yo white dick!” she said. “You want to fuck my wet pussy wit dat thang?, You want up in my nigga cunt doncha Petey?” “yes mam!” I told her. . After a few months of back and forth with the blame game, the company that owned the facility and my company decided to upgrade the couplings and share the cost. I was at their corporate headquarters in Houston and traveling back and forth to the facility for approximately ten days. My trip was finally over, and I was flying home the next morning. It was a Friday night and I had Saturday off, so I planned on sleeping in and booked an early afternoon flight.The company's headquarters was about.