Keeping my mouth on your asshole I move you off of me on all fours, and continue to run my tongue in and out of your ass. Pushing your face down and ...forcing your ass higher, I start to run my tongue from your asshole to your clit. Stopping to nibble on your clit I can feel you shudder with pleasure. I slowly get out from underneath you and greedily start to kiss you sharing your cum with you as our tongues wrestle in passion. I get behind you sliding the head of my cock along the slit of. I sneak my fingers inside and tease you thru to flap in your briefs, lightly running my fingers over your flesh. Slowly I slip my hands inside the waistband of your shorts and briefs at the same time, pulling them both down your hips, watching as your cock pops up with a boing. I make a gutteral sound in my throat, but force myself to wait, as I pull you to the jacuzzi and we step inside to stand in the water. You make quick work of pulling my blouse over my head and tossing it aside,. He wasdisappointed at first, because I think he liked how Ilooked, but agreed to flirt with me for about an houruntil my husband arrived. He understood that this was agame, and that I didn’t want to lead him on. After abit, we kind of laughed about it all and started tohave a really nice time.His name was John, he was a football player, and he wasan English major. He was very smart, very polite, andvery respectful. He was also very graceful – he and Idanced a few times. I kept. The men had engorged themselves so much on my breast milk that they weren’t even hungry for breakfast. Our work relationships were certainly different as we went about our jobs of finishing the day’s testing. We had bonded in a special way from the intimacy we shared by them suckling and feeding from my breasts, and there was a strong sexual undertone that attracted us to one another even more.By the time we packed up and were ready to head back to Denver at noon, my breasts were ready to be.