I looked around still half asleep it was about 10:45 we had spelt in quite late we must have been really tired but then after the night we had can you... blame us. I stared at my beautiful, Naked Mistress laying still fast asleep the covers must of come off us at some point during the night and I was able to admire all of my Mistress, My eyes lingered on her stunning cleavage a perfect handful I though and I couldn’t help myself and reached over and took one breast in hand and gently squeezed. There’s a half drunk glass of wine from before I left. We go upstairs, there are discarded clothes all over the bed. It’s so quiet after the club and the street. We pause, as if taking a deep breath before plunging under water. Suddenly we’re in each other’s arms. Our kisses aren’t slow any more, they’re desperate, hot. His tongue is in my mouth, I imagine it running over my clit. Filing me up. His hand is slipping up my top again, the silk falls to the floor. My breasts heave and my breathing. There was a boy who happened to peep in his parent’s room added some hush hush knowledge on intercourse. The next move we made was how to see some couple in action.That was when I was growing up. The opportunity came suddenly when a friend said he saw his mother having sex with the driver at home, and a few of us went to check up. We stepped in his house after class and in turn peep the sex scence. It made us feel great to see in live, but the big dick made us feel bad our dick was nothing but. Julia realized that her hand was still in the air, where he had left it and pulled it down quickly feeling foolish. Shaking her head to bring herself back to reality, she gathered her files and headed back to the office. Once back, she dove into the research needed for Mr. Rossi’s needs. She wanted to be prepared for their later meeting. An associate knocked on her door at 7:30. “Night Julia, I’m outa here, don’t stay too late!” and the associate left. This broke Julia’s concentration, which.