The taste said it clearly wasn't Mistress Anna's but it didn't matter. I was so turned on knowing I had been found on the couch dressed supremely slu...tty and some strange woman had decided to take advantage of me. Her pussy was soft and sweet. I licked with gusto and began sucking on her clit. Then she moaned.I recognized the voice and realized that it must be Heather. She had finally gotten home and without seeing her I was being made to worship her pussy just after she found me in this. “I’m not exactlysure what you mean by playing my cards right.” Chriswas really quite naive.“Now that you are an executive, Chris, please call meBill.”Chris was surprised at Mr. Tyndall’s lack of formally.It was almost always grounds for termination if anemployee didn’t call Mr. Tyndall, “Mr. Tyndall.”“Bill” also had the derogatory nickname of “Billy Boy.”It was rumored that if you were ever caught calling himthat derogatory name, you would be fired right then andthere on the spot.“Chris, the. " You obviously enjoy breasts, I can see that from here. Want to see more? Is that what a mommy does?" The curved breast on my little screen became the pink brownness of an erect nipple. "Does mommy’s boy like my nipple? You're becoming very excited, or at least, more than a number of men I've met - of your age.”“Oops! Shouldn't have said that. Really, it's a good cock." For this moment of embarrassment, I was rewarded with the camera zooming back to reveal the other breast.Much to my. “Your dick’s too big.” Myr took a deep breath and shook herself. Now she had cum - and very hard, too - she needed what she always needed after an orgasm: she needed someone’s pussy in her face. She gently gripped Kerry’s chin with one hand, kissed her slowly and tenderly on the lips, then withdrew and stared deep into her eyes. “Go in there and wait for me,” she said, softly. “Okay,” Kerry whispered. She turned and walked through the sliding door. Myr gave her a playful slap across her.