She reached above her head to grip the table edge and steady herself. I followed the line of her body with my longing gaze. Her eyes were closed now,... her thoughts lost in the carnal pleasure she was receiving. My eyes trailed up to my office door. It was open. In the doorway stood Karl. He was wearing the same clothes I had last seen him in and he stood with his arms folded, watching the spectacle with a beaming smile. I didn't care and neither did Alison. Both lost in each other, all that. .." I said playfully before leaning back down, working on his cock at a faster pace than before, thinking about how fucking hot it was that anyone could see me at any second. No one can see me if I just keep my face buried in his lap, I thought to myself as I just sucked away, allowing my mouth to get nice and wet. I wanted his cock to be covered in my saliva. If he was going to get my panties wet, I'd get his just as wet too.He looked at me and urged me to get up onto the bench. I got onto my. What I came to talk about is something that has really really been turning me on so much lately that I am pretty much in "horn dog" mode all day! I was kind of wondering if anyone else get's turned on by this??I get into that mood where I just feel like I have to blow somebody all of the time, and sometime it isn't always so easy to find someone in the middle of the day to just drop everything and run over here for a quick BJ. My husband works during the day, and so do most of my "go to" guy. His expression is one of a sort of lecherous grin on his somewhat long face.Mio opened the door to confront this annoyance at her door, keeping the door chain on, just in case. She has heard many a story of abusive exes moving to physical assault, even if he doesn’t seem to be the type. “Ugh, what do you want, sleeze…” Mio demanded in a sour inflection as she leered through the gap. Despite her tone, Carlos just chuckled a little as he ran his left hand through his red slicked back hair with.