Stroking his cock, he watched avidly, jerking himself in time with her hand motions.He saw her repeatedly slide her fingers in and out of her cunt, fu...king herself with them. He imagined the sound and smell that must be filling the car, that lovely smell of hot pussy. He stroked himself harder and faster, seeing that she was doing the same. He only wish that he would be able to last long enough to cum with her.------------------------After several minutes, the pain had decreased. It was no. Mostly they borrow from themselves. It helps to reduce taxes. I don't know how it works but my accountants swear that it does.You'd be surprised what money can buy. Like the time a clever little director of Immigration began to look more closely into my passport. I didn't buy him. I used blackmail instead. It transpired that he lived two lives. He was a Jekyll-Hyde character. To the world at large, he was a happy family man, but secretly he was a pervert. He liked teenaged boys of sixteen to. "Keep your temper Kathy, keep your temper girl," she muttered when she opened the door."Do you really need me to stay Sir?" Cindy asked."Depends on whether this fireball is going to crack my skull again," Bryan tried to joke although he really didn't feel up to it."No Sir, I know now that none of it was your doing but maybe there's some of them in the office whose heads I'd like to knock together! But if you've only come to tell me not to come back, then you might as well get it over with and. Now, she was making constant noise on Joe’s cock. Between her appreciative noises, I could hear her whispering a complement about his cock being very nice. Her whispers were driving me crazy with desire. Soon there was ruffling of clothes and her bra and the panties came off to lay on the floor with jeans, shirt and socks. The soft sound of bedsprings telling many unsaid facts.Then there was a lot of body movement and the varied sound of the bed mattress springs. Joe was licking her. Marcia’s.