It was as hard as a pencil eraser and when I pulled on it Carla moaned. Her mouth fastened on mine and I sent my other hand under her Daisy Duke's and...discovered that she was not only braless, but she wasn't wearing any panties.I slowly worked a finger into her wet pussy and she moaned and whispered, "Oh yes" as I worked my finger. I broke the kiss and said:"On Heather's side of the bed. That's where I want you; on Heather's side of the bed."She got off my lap and said, "Let's go."We both. I mean let's be honest it's just running cables from point A to point B and jacking them or setting up some router or modem. Like I said not the most exciting job ever. There is that five percent though that makes this job all worthwhile. This is a story about one of those times. I was doing my usual thing, run a few cables, jack and plate them, extend the d-marc and install the modem and router. Everything was going well until I booted up the router and modem. I went to test the. I held her arm and started kissing all over it. From the palm to the shoulders all the way across her back and then her other arm.Then I started kissing her neck and then went back to her back, pushed her against the changing room wall and started slowly opening the blouse hooks one by one. She was smiling and giggling as it tickled. The blouse was now open.She swung herself to face me and slowly took the blouse off to reveal the most beautiful pair of boobs I’ve seen, better than any girl I’ve. Finally, a long black wig to complete the look of a true slut. I sat Chris down on the toilet and told him to take a picture of me as I stroked both of our cocks. Chris didn't have a particularly large cock, but I would have more than enough of those soon. The ExecutionClick. The first picture of my slutty escapade. I stood up and opened up the cubicle door, the nerves running through me, nearly shaking as all of the men turned to look at me. I took a deep breath as the large man getting a.