After thoroughly loving her breast I kissed and licked my way to her mound where I gently licked her clit and worked my way down.I kissed and licked a...d sucked from her clit to her perineum. Jen loved to have her perineum licked; it was her secret hot spot. I had found it out by accident and I enjoyed setting her off with it. I lifted her leg so I could spread her wide to allow me to have access to her perineum and the most sensitive places of her pussy. I licked, fingered and sucked. Her hips. Typing, though, was not his forte. He had been lucky enough to find a suitable woman from a local employment agency. She had been a few years older than him and she was quite broadminded. Though they had never discussed their sexual experiences, he felt certain that she had been round the block a few times on that score. He felt guilty and ashamed now though. His usual typist had a family emergency in Eire and she had to leave. Sal had been sent as her replacement. A girl of around the same. To my relief, there was no sign of it, but as I stood alongside his chair, feeling the warmth from his body once again and inhaling his strong, masculine scent, to my mind it became even worse.I cursed myself for not wearing a bra to cover my increasing arousal; Harry could not possibly miss the pronounced pimples on my chest that stood out so clearly through my tight jumper. He could hardly have missed the faint aroma that I was convinced was emanating from beneath the skirt I had unwisely but. Give it to me!” “Feel too good,” he growled in a rush. “Fuck me, baby,” she countered, her tone a mingling of command and desperate need. With a silent promise to make it up to her later, he surrendered to the inevitable. Cathy loosed a wail as his cock plowed back into her depths. His balls tapped her flashing fingers. He grunted and growled with every desperate stroke. The tickle in the head of his cock became an itch that spread rapidly down the shaft. He knew he only had a few more thrusts.