Fred did not see his boss, but Helena did. Fred told her to get back in to the restaurant for safety. Helena handed the coffee to Fred then passed the... other cup to his boss. “Hope you don’t need sugar?” she commented. Fred turned around seeing his boss, Ian, apologised and introduced Helena.Helena shook Ian’s hand and then left saying “I got to get another coffee, I let you two boys talk.” Even in a stressful situation, both men appreciated the rear view of Helena as she walked away. Helena. The aroma of her pussy got stronger making me even hotter. I grabbed her ass with both hands, then with the head barely touching her lips again, I drove my hips forward using all of my might. For a brief moment, her lips resisted, and then split to allow the hard instrument to enter her, slamming through her tight vaginal canal tearing her and driving itself at least 6 inches in on the second thrust. so I wasn’t surprised at all when her whole body jerked in response to the white hot pain of. At first the violent shaking of the subway cars made me overly nervous and I was constantly looking for a place to hide like a soldier in the trenches when the artillery shells began to fall. My sister was just the opposite and she ignored the racket with a calmness that made me want to grab her by her hair and shout,"Don't you hear the damn thing?"Of course, I was far too afraid of getting my mouth washed out with the terrible laundry soap that my mother used sparingly to threaten us with dire. From there we could see some of the dance floor and most of the bar. There was almost too much to take in.There were three other couples on our long sofa and we didn't pay them too much attention. We were looking at the dance floor. It was quite the display of flesh and fantasy. Short of actually having sex, more than a few of the dancing couples and groups were doing pretty much everything else sexually arousing that people can do to a beat and standing up. There were quite a few women dancing.