“Hold on a second, Justin.” she said, then put her hand over the phone so she could whisper to me.“He wants me to have phone sex.” she said so...ftly, her green eyes practically glowing.I stiffled my laugh. Phone sex? Justin was really desperate now, wasn’t he? You’d think a guy like him would drop everything to fuck, any time time and any place. But he wanted phone sex, of all things. “Go ahead. I don’t mind.” I heard myself say. Of course I didn’t mind. My hot best friend was sitting right in. He came well prepared. The bald, bearded matured man behind the desk suddenly looked strong and formidable; checking Tim up and down from head to toes, as he took that clipboard back from him and asked him to take couple of very slow turns for his old but bright eyes to judge Tim front and back. The skinny looking, other youngster kept busy with the equipment in the room as the older man began to command most of the situation in the room. The older guy was constantly staring at Tim; making him. She could feel the warm of his skin while he tightly squeezed and held her close to him. Robert gazed into her eyes, which were glazed over from the desire in her as she glanced over at the bed. With their lips locked, he lifted her up and gently laid her on her back as his hands caressed over her body. Her pussy warm and wet just pulsed from her excitement. Robert’s hands slipped over her bare thighs grasping at the tops of her nylons, rolling them down exposing her bare legs. Teresa giggled. My other fingers stayed on the outside of my panties, but I allowed myself the satisfaction of dipping one finger into my throbbing cunt. I moaned out loud at just the feel of that one finger. I was absolutely drenched. I could feel my juices dripping down my pussy and leaking out the side of my panties. My finger slowly inched its way into my panties from the side and felt between my hot lips where my slit was - I quickly removed my finger and brought it to my mouth, moaning as I tasted.