" Donna seemed very sure of her knowledge and well satisfied that she'd explained the information in a way that even Jim could understand it. Jim once...again shook his head and dropped out of the discussion.At eight o'clock, Donna walked Sandy back home and returned a few minutes later and sat down on Jim's lap. She started kissing his neck and running her fingers through his hair, pausing long enough to ask him questions about his day at work and then casually asked him how Lupe had acted. He is, I'm told by several of the assistants, 'hot', by which I suppose they mean he is tall, with dark wavy hair and dark eyes."I interrupted,"Oh yes, I think I know who you mean. The fellow who did his MBA at the trade school on the Charles river in Boston." My friends from the HBS always took umbrage at the description."Yes, quite." Sid agreed with an evil smile on his lips.I could hardy keep the smirk off my face. Sid and I had both taken our degrees at Oxford. There you are, a third reason. I leave the ball gag on the nightstand for later use. Right now I want to hear all his noises. I creep up from the bottom of the bed in between his legs, my finger nails lightly tracing along his legs on the way up until I reach his penis. It looks in dire need of some of my loving. I kiss around his dick lightly to tease him and I notice a cute little jump in his dick, accompanied by a slight back arch. I lovingly lick his balls, being very gentle and careful not to wake or hurt him, taking. But I would not stop, for her sailor tasted sweet between my lips, and she cooed when it fell to my tongue. I felt her mouth close over me again, and two fingers at my backside, probing. And she entered me, her mouth engulfed me, taking me all the way into her mouth. And her fingers found something inside me, a spot that made me quiver, and moan into her hungry sex. My hips bucked and drove myself deeper, and hers bucked, pressing herself hard against me. And with each lick of my tongue, each.