You'll have your turn. Wow, I sure wish we could get some guys up here, though. I'd like to have a guy doing that to me, you know?"There was a pause. ...ackie shifted position, feeling her juices sopping up the nylon crotch of her bathing suit. She thought she would scream, listening to these two girls talking about fucking, especially about fucking Bodego.No wonder they'd been disappearing after supper, showing up an hour later all flushed and out of breath. She should have guessed something. " Janet offered him a humble apology."You know that is against company rules, Janet, " he scolded shaking his head side to side as if disappointed in her performance. "You read the employee handbook?" he asked Janet."Yes! Please Mr. Bryant, this is the first time and I promise I won't break the rules again. Don't fire me!" Janet pleaded looking from Chelsea and back to Mr. Bryant nervously.Before Mr. Bryant could say anything else, I spoke up for my friend. "I am at fault, not Janet, " I spoke. "Your brother is hung better."I began to cry. Melissa came over to me and pulled me off the chair; I fell into her arms, sobbing. Her hands stroked my back, calming me with their touch and with the soft whisper of her voice. "It's OK, Ginny. It happens to all of us."I pulled my head back to look into Melissa's face. All I saw was caring, concern, softness; not a hint of anger at my attack nor any defiance on her part."Why do you want to hurt your husband so much, Melissa? He loves you very. I took it out for a minute just to lick it from tip to end, spitting all over it, then holding it up to lick his balls. Slurping, spitting and sucking his balls while lightly banging his dick on my forehead. “Damnnn girl, fuck!!!! You know how to give great head”, he said, breathing heavily and caressing my breast. His words were encouragement for me to continue back on his dick. I slid the dick back in my mouth slurping up all the spit I had put on it then spitting on it again, my head.