" he replied."Not bad, but let me know if it looks like running past Wednesday." Of course Ms Chiverton, that's when the Goodtrees accounts come crash...ng through" Have you finished with The Telegraph?" Oh yes, of course." Fisher smiled as he handed her the newspaper.Margo went to the coffee machine to make her selection and Fisher stole a glance at her shapely rear-end and heeled fetlocks. She had a knack of dressing demurely yet radiate sex.As she turned with her coffee Fisher's eyes looked. But she was going to get it from me. ‘Keep going Alex please.’ I moved a little faster into her. As my thrusts picked up she held on to me tight as she bit into her lower lip. Neither of us lasted that long. With her breasts rubbing against my chest and her kissing my face, I shot my load into her a lot quicker then I wanted to. I stepped out of the bath when I had feeling in my legs and got a towel from the rack. The water was getting cold and I was getting a little hungry. We didn’t even. Last night that blonde hair was in a ponytail with a small bun beyond the rubber band. I collected the hair on her neck and tried to make a small ponytail, but it didn’t stay put.It wasn’t possible to style a ponytail out of the remaining hair. Her new hairstyle was like a short stacked bob with lots of movement and a pronounced slope from nape to the chin. We found a bubble-wrapped envelope from Shein at the flat door. Picking up the package, I told Bakul about it:Nik: Baby, there’s something. "Really? Okay then." She said, rolling us over so that she was on top and then riding my cock. Looking up, I was mesmerised by the jiggling of her tits as she bounced on my shaft. She leant forward and put her hands on my chest to brace herself. I raised my hands to her perfectly formed breasts, marvelling at how they seemed to fit so neatly into my palms. Michelle was moving faster now, pushing towards another orgasm. I felt my balls tightening and knew I was close as well. Chelle stiffened.