He stood with her, and she backed away from him. ‘Darling…’ he began, but she stopped him with a shake of her head. ‘Don’t,’ she begged hi... simply. He went back to the chair across from her, his snack forgotten, and she sat down as the front door opened. He looked over his shoulder, and saw a smaller version of Cilla walk past the door, then heard her turn back. ‘Cilla?’ she called, and stopped when she saw him. He recognized her voice as the one that had answered the phone before, and standing. I remember that I was surprised at how soft his dick felt, yet how hard it stood up, ready for action -- so to speak. Kevin put his hands on my tits and started squeezing them, sort of massaging them, and man oh man did that get me going.The thing that still sticks in my mind was the feeling of him pushing me down and climbing on top of me -- the feeling of his hot naked flesh against mine, and the wonderful excitement as he stuck his stiff dick into me. My blood pressure just about shot. I can’t take it any more…Ohhh. Ohhh. Uuhhh. Uuhhh. Ohhh! OHHH! UUHHH! UUHHH! MMMMMMM! pppppppllllllllllleeeeeeaaaaaasssssee…” she begged. . .I knew what it was like to cum so hard it hurt, after three orgasms, I decided I would let her body relax a littleAfter all, I knew what a long weekend her sweet body was going to endure. . .”Okay, I’ll stop…but it will cost you.” I moved my mouth from her pussy, and then moved up spreading her legs apart. Tanya was still gasping for air, but once again,. “I heard you like opera,” she began without preamble. “That right?”“Yes, I do,” he replied.“Well, I’ve got two tickets for tomorrow night for Die Fledermaus. Wanna come?”“Kathy I don’t know about that – you know, us working together.”“No one else in the office likes opera. They all sort of agreed that I ask you.”“Sort of agreed?”Vicky’s voice came from across the corridor. “Tell him Kathy! He’ll be all right, trust me.”“Tell him Kathy,” he repeated, grinning. She coloured.“You’ve been so sad, I.