She strokes it firmly, squeezing and feeling the veins. She takes off her g-string, spits in her hands and rubs her cleaned shaven meaty pussy lips. I... leaned back on the couch as she climbed and mounted me. She grabbed my cock and rubbed her pussy lips with the tip a few times, then with her feet on the couch facing me she slid my long big black cock into her warm tight wet meaty pussy. She pushed down, then came back up, each time gasping as if to catch her breath. She thrust and wiggled her. Being a good looking girl of late twenties, I always dress in sexy clothes when reporting to such jobs, not like the usual maids or cleaning girls, simply because I usually aim at making money in other methods than the routine job specified as a maid or a cleaning lady.While doing my job, the boss kept going back and forth, he was chatting with me asking questions, he clearly showed interest, he seemed to like what he saw one way or another, but he was a real nice man, one of his questions was,. She moved my hand inside her robe, “but you never did but really wanted you too. I laughed “yes I was pretty shy back then” I said rubbing her nipple between my fingers. “And when we would again sit by the fire after Bernie told me about you and her. I so wanted you to do it with me,but you didn’t even try”.I moved her hand under my robe “ I loved you back then and didn’t want to be too forward”. I again kissed her “you know that you still have a place in my heart”.I wished I would have known. I got the same response the next two times I drug the crop over her back, butt and over her wet twat.Before long she was trying to mash her clit into the bench.Ah, you aren’t getting off that easily April. You need to learn to never play games with geeks. We know a lot that you would never expect. I have a near eidetic memory for gadgets.I quickly found the hidden access panel that allowed for some very specific fine tuning of the bench.I bet Paul doesn’t even know about these. No way did he.