Being currently sandwiched between Miss Jenna at my back and Mrs Patel on my front proved to be a great turn on for me as I was moaning in pleasure. M...rs Patel continued to shower me with her kisses, her hand stealthily guided Miss Jenna’s throbbing dick to my ass. I can feel her tip trying to penetrate my twitchy asshole. With less of a warning, she thrust her hip, her dick forcefully penetrating my behind. I can feel her throbbing cock getting deeper and deeper. I gasped as I felt every inch. You sigh and adjust your hair – to get to your boss's office you have to pass the Head of Sales so it's not all bad. As an after thought you open another button on your shirt to let a bit more cleavage peek out – maybe he'll catch an eye full now, track you down in a bar and you'll end up having drunken sex in some grotty toilet somewhere. If not at least he might have a quick tug over the thought of your tits later. You make sure he's watching you as you walk past with confidence, tossing your. ..well...sensual. We had the tour and agreed to take it if she would have us. She seemed very happy to have us move in A.S.A.P.. She said she would paint herself, she didn't want us to worry about it. I thought that was strange. Paint....no charge? We arrived 1 week later after receiving her call that the place was ready. We noticed a few extras that she had put in the apartment that weren't there upon our inspection earlier. There was a wall clock in the living room, not our style but she said. Give you a nice time..."She brought her hand down to the fastening of my trousers, and feltaround the outside of my trousers. "Where is he?" she asked, confused. "I can't find it...I know..."She slid down my body, bringing her head level with my crotch. Then, sheunfastened my trousers, reached in, and...hesitated.Just for a split second, but the pause, and it's meaning, was clear. "Oh...he's so...so...cute."Smiling and stifling a giggle, Yasmin pulled my erect penis out, kissedit once,.