“Stand on the bench.” It sounded more like an order then a request.When get up on the bench, my crotch is level with your head. You see my cock ...training against the material of my briefs. I tuck my fingers inside the elastic waistband and start to pull off my briefs. You stop me by putting your hand on one of mine hands, you look in my eyes then much to my surprise, you bury her head into my crotch. My hot, sweaty crotch.“I love the smell of a working man” you say after a few seconds.My. Then she felt his hand on her arse, stroking it. “mmm that feels good Susan, so did hubby fuck you? And keep stroking babe.”“Yes, he did” she mumbled.“I bet you make a lovely fuck, was he on top or you?”“Oh sir, do I really have to do this?”“If you want to keep your job, yes you do, now come on, get this cock hard so we can get on with some work”. She did her best, but it wasn’t growing very quick. “Suck it Susan, that will do it.” “Oh no, I’ve never done that”.“Never given your hubby a blow. The high school hottie encircled it with a small hand and began to gently pump it."Do you want me?" she asked in almost a whisper."Yes," was all Grant could say.She bade him take a seat and he quickly complied. Once seated, Grant watched as she swung a slender leg across his lap and once again took hold of his hard cock and directed it toward her pussy as she lowered herself. Less than a second later he felt his hardness enter her; she was hot, wet, and very tight and moaned as each inch. "Yeah… she just changed." It couldn't be that you were just a total assbag, right?" You are just a twat, blondie." Trina said, unable to really be too angry as she was getting some very deep tissues worked on. "She got in tight with Tori, and Jade, and now all of you Seattle people… I just don't get it." You forgot Noelle… the girl you could have killed," Sam said, sitting up and looking at the doorway and nodding."Yeah… I just don't get what her deal is, or what Cat sees in her… I mean, I'm.