I could feel the cum building in my cock and balls and had him sit up and spread my legs open, holding my ankles in his hands. He started speeding up ...knowing that this angle would get me off quickly. David was breathing harder as he pounded my ass and I tried to hold my orgasm to match his but I couldn’t. I arched my back as David buried his cock as deep as he could and the cum started to spurt out of my cock onto my chest and stomach while my ass clenched and relaxed with every spurt around my. He was so gentle. He slowly pushed in. Then resistance. Then a sharp sting and he was buried inside me. I winced and a tear ran down my cheek. "Are you OK?" "I'm wonderful." What a feeling that was, his hard penis all the way up into my tummy. He began a slow rhythm and I was rocking my hips to meet him. Then passion exploded and our rhythm became frantic. Our mouths were locked together. His hands held my breasts and we were both emitting gutteral groans. We were fucking. Yes, fucking, and it. ”“So, if you were horny and a guy was willing, would you fuck him in the ass?”“I don’t know. I never really thought about it!”“How many of your girl friends gave you head?”“Jeez, I am not comfortable talking about this stuff!”“Do you think I am too nosy?”“No, I just like to keep my sex life private.”His hands were in his lap and I commented, “Yet, here you are sitting with another boner!”He blushed beat red again and stammered, “How can you tell? I thought my hands covered it up.”“It’s a sixth. We I usually place the chair near to the table and pull the key board over and rest the arm on the hand rest of the chair making even more comfortable for them to touch. When they come near us there is no room for me to change my position. Since there is no chair for them to sit while submitting their work to us, they usually stand like this and stoop over and start explaining the work done, leaving us no choice to their advance. I also noticed that they used to check out my cleavage, when I.