"Because you're so fucking sexy when you screamed in ecstasy for me." The stimulation was unbearable. One hand was stroking my breasts, his fingers ge...tly teasing my hardening nipples, his other hand was down at my heated mound, his thrusts were so fast I was squeezing him to make him stay inside of me, if only for a second, the smell of dried juices was mixing with the smell of our fresh juices just beginning to drizzle down my legs again, and his moans mixed with my moans was the ultimate. I was biting and licking the boy's smooth neck and kissing Tim over his shoulder, our bare torsos slick and wet with sweat. I fumbled with the young stud's button-fly from my awkward position until I could successfully grab his erection in my sweat slimy hand, my own dick hard and begging for some attention of its own. The room was packed with men who would have gladly addressed my raging hard-on with a willing ass or mouth, mostly muscular, gym-obsessed demi-gods who worshiped cock almost as. " Mrs Breitling walked in unannounced. Rude cow. Her petite body had an hour glass figure. She wore boring flat sole shoes. She waived her hand for the woman to read the note she was writing. "Find the Beta project file" the woman walked over to the filing cabinet pulled open the top drawer. " to lunch. Work is pretty quiet but I can't find any files since this new bitch started. " Mrs Breitling looked hastily for the file. " I think I will have to give her a warning then provide some. Jean mentioned that your breasts were smaller than hers, but from where I am sitting, I can’t see much of a difference.”Jean told me that Allison was a 36 B, and I know Jean is a 38 C, but either Allison had grown, or the natural shape of her breasts was such that the complicated formula that was cup and bra measurement did not quite work. Either she was not big enough to truly be a C or close enough that there was no difference without a tape measure on visual examination.“I am a B-cup,”.