I gave a slight smile and started stroking again as her gaze returned to the swollen cock in my hands. I struggled not to cum as the thought of her wa...tching me jerk off excited me greatly. I could make out the movement of her hand going between her thighs but was unable to see much through the fence. The thought that she was fingering herself while watching me was extremely titillating. I found my cock as hard as it's ever been, the fat tip swollen and purple as I continued to tease myself.I. Judging by their erect cocks Les and Ken loved how Sarah looked partly dressed like that even more than when she was totally naked. They both went to her and started groping her. Not to be outdone, Wendy tried on one of my favourites, a red halter-neck dress which leaves my arms, shoulders and most of my back bare. In the front the neckline dips all the way down to my navel, allowing a generous look at my cleavage. The skirt finishes inches below my cunt, leaving most of my bare legs on. . “harder, please pull my nipples harder” I pleaded and he responded. He moved down my body and again stroked my cock through my panties before removing it and wanking me hard, stroking my balls at the same time. Our kissing was now passionate, tongues probing each other’s mouths and he went down on me again, this time taking my cock down his throat, deep throaing me like the experienced man he was. I stopped him and moved him back up the bed, I took his cock in my hand and mine in my other. Allow me to share an interesting anecdote with you about working with Daryl:One day at work as we all sat around chatting during our lunch break, one of our colleagues posed the following question: “When you were a kid, what did you dream of becoming once you had grown up?”Naturally, most of the answers were boring and predictable. Finally, when Daryl’s turn arrived, he got an impish look on his face before answering, “I wanted to be rich.”A burst of laughter followed from everyone before.