We sat fairly close on the sofa. He was cradling a beer and I was drinking some gatorade. He moved closer to me on the sofa until our thighs were touc...ing. I had only my shorts on and it was obvious at this point that my hardon was practically jumping out of them. Mr K slipped out of his open tshirt and I could tell his hardon was saluting him. He adjusted his loose shorts to let the mushroom tip of his cock pointed up towards him. I couldn't stop looking at the head of his cock. It was a. ."9!" Not even 3 minutes later, "10 Daddy!" And less than a minute later, "11!....huh...huh...12!"I slowed my fingers down, and slowly took them out of her. She grabbed my wrist, and sat up so rapidly to clean my fingers, that the blood rushed to her head, and she fell back down, still holding my wrist, and, upon hitting the ground, whimpering that she couldn't get to my fingers. I moved closer, and fed her one finger at a time, to let her fully drink the cum from my fingers.Once she was. The vibration of Janet's voice caused Lila to whimper, and she ground her pelvis onto Janet as Janet pulled at Lila's hips, struggling to get her mouth even closer to Lila's core. Then came the searing hot wave of orgasm, and Lila could feel a crimson blush move from her neck to her face. Her vocabulary was reduced to vowels, mostly the letter "o" over and over. She squeezed Janet's tongue and arched her back, as evidence of her climax flooded Janet's mouth. After a few seconds, when her. Immediately she told me thatafter work she was going to make my day. Of coursenothing I said would drag any more information out ofher.All day long I surreptitiously glanced at Young-ju. Morethan once I caught a speculative look from her. Had mywife talked her into screwing me? Did the poor girl thinkby fucking the boss she’d get a head or something? Well,I didn’t care why she was doing it; I just wanted to fuckher. And to have my wife arranging things only made itbetter.Just after.