She looked at it, judging it, it seems. ''Already standing at attention while the exercise hasn't started yet,'' she mused.''Could we get it to become... even harder?'' She asked while slowly lowering her bikini-top, exposing her breasts. Her breasts were as perfect as I had imagined. Big and round, whiter than the skin around it because she didn't sunbathe topless. She monitored my expression as I stared at her breasts. She looked back down at my cock again. ''Let me get my tape measure for your. I pulled my finger out of her and rubbed her clit making her body convulse and causing her other hand to stop whatever feeling it was doing on my cock. I saw that Gayle had closed her eyes while I was rubbing her clit and before she could stop me I slid my hand back down along her pussy and slid my finger into her again. I had my finger completely inside her hot tight pussy when she clamped down on it and tried to stop my finger from invading her virgin hole that had not been touched until now.. She turned and looked through one of the window panels each side of the door to where her boss worked. She could see his shadow through the glass. She gave herself a mental shake. "Listen you pervert. Whether I am or not a bad girl is none of your dammed business." she hissed. Why was she even contemplating getting into such a conversation with this person in the first place? Why? Because his question had struck a chord deep within her that's why."So you are then Susan." No I am not!" she. She was quite glad she had slipped him her card when she realized Shirley had been too drunk to be of any use that night. The flashbacks of their conspiracy to reel in the mature blonde housewife, and her own hidden agenda of using the couple for her own kinky pleasure all excited her so much that she climaxed again from the unrelenting thrusts and counter thrusts that were churning the waters of her sex and provoking the tidal waves that swept her away. ****** Jamal’s cursing and dirty talks.