' Camille was grinning at me like crazy, she knows me all too well. 'More like you're just scared shitless. Chicken.' That made me laugh as I shot him... another lingering look. He was watching me as well, and as my eyes finally really met his he lifted up his hand, pointed at me with his index and then beckoned me. I looked back at Camille who was raising her eyebrows and made a little 'go on!' gesture. I once again put my focus on Mr. Fuck, kicked my chin up a notch, turned around and pointedly. My gag reflexes were being trained my this stranger and I was enjoying it. I could feel my panties soaking wet from arousal and I wanted to feel his hard dick inside me. He stood me up, bent me over with my face to wall, pull my dress up and pulled my panties to the side and pushed his fingers deep inside my soaking wet pussy. I screamed out from pure pleasure, he spread my ass cheeks and let me have his tongue-Tongue fucking me.. He sucked on my clit with such force, I swear my legs felt. Jeff said nothing as he cooly hustled her into a nearby unused office sitting down next to her on a sturdy leather couch .Jeff still had not spoken and he wanted to choose his words carefully ."Ma'am I do not think I could do something like that without getting into big tr..." Before he could finish the big woman leaned across his lap and unzipped his pants . His cock was already growing hard .She skillfully pulled his fat cock from his underwear .She bent her head down and stuffed his manhood. She made me swear never to tell anyone and was adamant that we would never do anything like that again. I just let her carry on, nodding in agreement but really thinking that I wanted to do so much more...and as we lay awake in our separate beds, me wanking and her wearing out the batteries in her sex toys I think we both knew that there would only be one possible way this would end.After that night I was a lot bolder in touching her, stroking her tits, legs and bottom whenever they were in.