“Have I mentioned that you have an irresistible ass, Trish?” Mr. Krushank seemed unable to stop rubbing, squeezing, pinching her. “Oh, so roun.... God, Trish, so sexy. I just want to kiss your ass. To bite you.” With that, he bent over and first kissed, then nipped her butt.Patricia knew something was wrong with this, but it felt really good. Too good to worry about right now. Another kiss. Another nip. And another, harder. She liked it. Very much. She bent further over and moved her. With renewed energy I approached Miss Trisha's photograph and appliedfresh lipstick and gloss, using the compact mirror to stay as neat aspossible. I bent in a little at the waist and kissed the bottom corner,filling the frame completely. I replaced the cosmetics back in thelittle pink bag and then put that in Mrs. Linda's purse. My curtsy wasdeep, daintily holding out the edges of my skirt, lowering my eyes."Thank you, Miss Trisha," I said brightly, looking at the picture of thebeautiful. Fortunately, her boss, a decent guy, ended the day early at 3.30 so staff could go home and enjoy this exceptional weather. Laura dashed for the metro, looking forward to an evening of sleep, wine, and DVD television '96 shy by nature, she had yet to make real friends in this strange, big city. However, Laura's lack of familiar knowledge with New York meant she got confused and misread the metro on her way home. After a few surprising metro stops, she decided to try her luck and get out. As she. It did not take long before she climaxed and so did I and as she was on the pill I enjoyed filling her with my load.After which we discussed our joint enjoyable our encounter.Getting home we had tea and settled down for the night!!!I discussed the events with my wife who seemed excited by the possible encounter (of a lesbian nature) which was now planned for later that night.I organised that T would go and join my wife in our bed and that I would firstly come with them > undress my wife and.