It was during that process that we became good friends if not best mates. Tim, a quite young looking chap, was in his early thirties and was second in... command of the whole Traffic Department, not the junior that I'd taken him for.Six months after I joined PMT I started part time in the Stoke Traffic Office, doing route planning. There were plenty of similarities between this and my old job so I settled in quickly. I found this great because although the money was only marginally better I had. The gentle rocking and kissing made me relax and my ass melted aroundthe plug.She then pulled my head into her bosom and I began kissing and sucking,although I was more being pressed in, my lips forced out by thepressure. I was not really able to move my head of my own choice, andbreathing was difficult, my breath coming in short rasps and salivaflowing easily from my mouth, bathing my face and her breasts.She pushed my head back after holding me to her breasts for aparticularly long time, just. As I got off the driver said “45 minutes” I looked at the wife and she nodded, I motioned for her a drink and she shook her head. I had a cig and then went for a look round the shop, it was the usual shit and as I looked at my watch I still had 35 minutes, I decided I’d have a piss and re-join the wife on the coach.I went into the gents and found it to be quiet which was unusual considering how busy the services were. As I went into the end cubicle I was reminded of the previous night and as I. Randy shook his head. The truth was that he was surprised he hadn’t blown his load the second he slid inside her. She felt that good. By some miracle, he’d barely begun to feel the tickle of his own orgasm while she was in the throes of hers.She said, “I’ve never let anybody come inside me. I want you to.”It was his turn to shiver at the thought of that, and he grunted from the way it set his prick to bouncing.Emma bent her knees, parting her legs in invitation. That was all he needed. .