Sorry for wasting your time.” With that, she was walking out the door to the hall. He stood for a moment, before his feet were moving despite his br...ain yelling to stop. “Erin, wait! Come back here, I have an idea.” She made her way back into the room, walking towards his desk, “Really, you don’t need to do this. Go home, I will figure something out.” She continued so that she couldn’t hear the soft sound of the locking door. She finally stopped talking when she heard his voice and turned. \"I\'m really close.\"I closed my eyes again (but kept my pussy open) as I flexed my cunt muscles to help the orgasm along. \"Ooo... Ooo... Ooo... here it comes....\" And then it went off. I kicked my feet in the air erractically as the water on my clit took me over the edge. The thrash of my body in the water created waves that lapped along the sides of the tub.Right after orgasming under the faucet, my clit gets really sensitive so I blocked the flow of water with my hand to keep it from. “Hey turd licker, sit up! I’ve got something you need to see.” Mitchell was breathing heavily as if he had run all the way from his house at full sprint. “Check this out,” he said mischievously as he pulled from his back pocket a rolled up magazine. He opened it so that Stephen could see what it was. It was a Playboy magazine. Stephen let out a low, “Whoa!” and went and sat next to Mitchell. Mitchell opened it and started to go through the pages. Stephen asked, “How the Hell did you get. "Well, Nora, care to do this again soon?" Jonathan grinned with a sadistic intent."Why the fuck not? You name the time and place, and you have a booty call. I only hope that the offer is requited," Miss Gunderson answered, punctuating her comment with a French kiss as she left his apartment."I have no problem with that, Nora. Quite the contrary, I assure you," he winked, before closing the door behind his new sex partner.As much as he indeed planned to resume their liaisons in short order,.