I had my hand on her thigh as I felt her rubbing my bulging hard cock through my jeans, so eased my hand up to find she had undone her jeans while we ...ad eaten and I had not noticed. I started to gently tease her through her panties, which felt silky to my touch. Jane was undoing my jeans while we still kissed, I felt like a teenager again. I grabbed her breast through her top and could feel her pert nipples, she broke off the kiss and removed her top, I had her bra off in seconds and a nipple. Her clothing were of the sort that tended to flatten out a prim lady's curves, yet even under that exterior it was not difficult to make out the lovely shape of her ass and the hint of the globes on her chest. What I particularly liked about her was that she always wore high heels, normally black opera pumps.But her slender, tapered pianist's fingers, moving as cleverly as they did across the keyboard over which she was mistress, were what was most seductive about her, and when we first shook. Hearing my moans and breath speeding up, she sped up also knowing my climax is cumming fast. Suddenly she switched her mouth to my other hard nipple and I lost control. I squeezed her soft tits while letting out a big sigh as the throbbing turned to squirting, again and again. I sprayed cum all over her tits and belly. She pulled down her blouse to wipe off since we had nothing on hand. She smiled again 'I know you enjoyed that!' I kissed her passionately, exchanging fluids. Her breath sped. ” she snapped, and walked away, tapping a cattle prong against her leg.“Tough ain’t she?” a female voice noted rhetorically.I turned to a fry cook, leaning on the counter, looking up at me from the other side of the food bin. “Bitch is more like it.” I replied, picking up a thigh, “What’s her first name?” I asked, and took a bite of crispy chicken.“Barbara” she replied, standing up straight, “but I wouldn’t use it on her.” she advised, and walked away with the tongs that hit the floor.She was a.