She was rubbing her fingers through his blond hair as he pleasured her with his mouth and tongue while I watched.I lay there next to them, on my side,...a hand inside my panties, two fingers rubbing back and forth across my wet pussy as she lifted her legs up onto his shoulders. Erotic is really too mild a word for it, I was really turned-on. It was so hot."OOH, OOH, OOH, YES, YES, huh, huh, mmm, mmm, oh, that was so good, mmm, come up here, babe," Sheila cried out as she pulled him up over her. "Great plan." It's the best I have." With that, and an elbow, Philip's world wentswimmy. "S...o...o...rr...y..."Frida's door opened and closed, and then Philip's opened. He fell out,hitting cold, wet snow. Soft hands pulled him firmly upward, and thenhe felt like he was gliding. But his feet were dragging...***Patriarch Paper Inc. was very warm on the inside, and very cozy. Theentrance was a simple marble corridor with one guard desk and twodoors, one to the outside, the other to the elevator.. She deliberately kicked the girl's lacy white panties under the desk. When the call ended, Helen silenced Denise's frantic whispers about her underwear with a deep French kiss and finger fucked the girl to a proper orgasm. She let Denise help lick her fingers clean.Then quickly she guided her to the door saying, "Now, if you have any other questions, don't be shy." The girl had to rush to buckle her pants before anyone noticed them, "It's hard being new, but you'll fit in just fine. Have you. .."And here they sat, each excitedly gazing at the other, the heat of their building passion being transmitted to one another tactilely, visually, and in the suggestive soft tones of their voices. God, it was!... it was going to be heavenly... !"Are you getting hungry, darling?" he questioned, glancing at his watch, then swallowing from his martini. "Don't misunderstand... I'm not trying to rush it, but I don't know how much longer I can stand the waiting without climbing right over this.