He looked at her and nodded and then looked down at me and proceeded down the hall. The door was ajar still and Mary looked in at Sara Mam she said Sa...ra I have some files that are in need of your attention but they can wait until later if you need a moment. Sara simply placed her head back on the couch as an aftershock ripped through her body. Mary smiled and looked at me Sir she will need your attention, and I got up and entered the office. Mary followed me in and closed the door. I stood. I got on top of him and started to ride him slowly at first. He starting to rub my clit while I rode his dick faster. Just as I was about to cum for the third time he flipped me over on my stomach and starting fucking me from behind. His balls slapping against my thighs were the only sounds you could hear besides our deep moans. His dick felt so good slamming in and out of my wet pussy, I couldn't hold it any longer. I came so hard, tears started to fall from my eyes. But still the night was. He held the strap of her silk panties between his teeth and pulled it down, revealing her bikini wax, as she winked at him. A peck on the insides of her thigh set her loins ablaze. She felt his stubble titillate her when his face slithered towards her clitoris. Sarah tightened the grip of her thighs on Brendon’s head. With his nose dangerously close to her groin, he tasted her with the tip of his tongue. The cold, wet sensation sent a rush through her body. Brendon kissed her clitoris, felt its. And the woman’s fingers, tangled in her own, her own tangled in herself, a certain undeniable slickness beginning to figure in the fingers, a smacking stickiness, a sticky smacking of sound and scent that added to the excitement she could feel growing from the nearly overwhelming sensations of touch. She nestled back further between the woman’s legs, cuddled into their seated embrace, felt the woman’s breast pressing into her back, and gave herself up to the sensations. She felt her fingers.