"Oh, man!" I said, knees buckling a little. "If you say so, sure!"Janice started working me over like a pro, her tongue attacking around and over the ...head, and then wiggling back and forth really fast against the slit at the tip. I still had one hand on her shoulder and I slid it over to the collar of her shirt, ready to shove my fingers into the front going for those big tits."Ow!" I gasped, as Janice bit down on my cock.When I pulled my hand away she let up, and started tonguing me again. Now. Shuffling forward slightly brought the head of my cock to her moist lips. I moved my hips forward slightly, parting them just slightly, nestling into the outer folds of her pussy.“Please!” she begged, her eyes bright with need.“Please what?” I said, rubbing the head of my cock through her lips, smearing her juices on my length, “Please Thor. Fuck me. I need your cock!” she pleaded, her voice dripping with desire.Well, I had always tried to be a good student and listen to my teachers.Taking hold. Even tucked into my favourite pair of jeans it hung down past my ass. The short sleeves grazed my elbows and resisted all efforts to be rolled up."Ah, fuck it," I muttered, pulling the cheap t-shirt off in one swift motion. Underneath I wore one of my standard cotton tanks, this one black. The rush of cool air on my arms and neck felt wonderful. I sighed contentedly.It had grown a little quieter, and glancing around I noticed Shaun, several of the waitresses, and almost every customer seated at. Dinenage had sat down in a daze as Clark completed his search. Another instrument was able to find out what frequencies were being used by the bugs and started to jam them all. Clark then checked Dinenages' desk. The intercom button was held down allowing the person at the outside desk to listen to everything that went on in the office."I'll just see what's holding up the tea shall I?" He asked out loud for the benefit of the listener. Just as he reached the door there was a knock on it. Clark.