He repeated the process pushing a second finger in to loosen me up. He spit on me a third time, but now I felt his cock head resting at my entrance. T...he forward pressure increased as he started working his cock inside me. Given that he had just impaled me, it didn't take much effort to do it again. He was soon working his entire length up my shoot, pushing me forward onto the bed with each thrust and rocking backward each time he pulled out. My hands were still spreading my ass open for him. My dear colleagues don't even have the good grace to apologise over the girlin the closet. "Oh, you found another one," is the best they can manage. Thenit's, "Let's get them in the truck", and we get off. Not a word of thanks.And that's typical. Geez, if I ever got to be my own Dr Evil, or whatever, it's the dimwits likethese that would be back at the ranch. Oh, yeah. And the truck. While the suits swan off in their Z-4's, Porschesand whatever (always so discrete!) we're dragging down the M6. When his fingers reached into my pants and found my stiffening cock it took my breath away. I felt like a trembling teenager again. Soon his soft, warm lips caressed and pressed against the underside of my cock’s head. I felt as if my eyes rolled back into my head. The feeling was wonderful, a warm amazing young mouth was loving my cock and the fact that it was a young man’s didn’t matter at that moment. I was lost to the feelings. When he eventually brought me to orgasm, I was shaking and. It's not like we're going out there to have sex with them." She said, and pulled Jamie along. As they walked around, Jamie could feel people staring at her, and blushed slightly. She had on a pretty short skirt, at least for her it was. It fell short just below her ass, and she knew that every time she bent over, or reached for something, that her panties would show. She found herself adjusting it constantly. Her shirt wasn't any better. It fell right below her breasts, and she felt slily.