She squeezed, feeling him thrust harder into her. That was more like it. Her hand felt for her clit, rubbing it as Jean-Luc's cock massaged her intern...al walls. She could feel an orgasm building. "Fuck me, harder, now!" He did as instructed, his hands gripping the flesh of her hips and he thrust harder, deeper. Perspiration pooled on the small of her back as she started to cum, pushing harder, her fingers blurring over her clit. Her hair, still damp from the shower, clung to her face. . Slowly, patiently, her fingertips caressed the sensitive sac enclosing his burgeoning balls, teasing them as if she were perfectly content to do so all afternoon. The minutes ticked by as she continued her slow ministrations, his penis fully erect now underneath his body. Finally, her fingers slid forward along its length, and he gasped as they lightly encircled his aching hardness, slowly stroking it with her slippery fingers. At length, Kimi whispered the first words she had spoken since she. He took advantage. His hands kneaded her tits as he lapped at her now free flowing juices. Each soft, slow pass of his tongue elicited another moan. Her legs widened further and she pulled his head even closer. Her hips softly undulated against his face. When he sucked the little nubbin into his mouth, she dug her fingertips into his scalp. ‘Fuck, Parker,’ she moaned. The pace of her thrusts against his face increased. Her orgasm was building. Recognising the signs, he eased off. He wanted to. They didn't always work the same shifts. Today they happened to have been working together. Martha was a manager and Mary worked at one of the check out counters. The name of the discount chain is not important. Then at about 5:30 they arrived, laughing and giggling together like young girls, even though I knew they both were around 35 years old. They came in through the front door and then into the kitchen. Both women stopped, looked at me, and then they both ran to me and gave me a hug. I.