Her head is hanging back, her long neck and supple throat exposed as she abuses herself with exquisite pain, and then her hands are moving, falling, s...liding down her torso and along the line of her stomach to between her legs.Her skirt is there, almost short enough for him to see beneath, but not quite. Her hands don't stop but continue down to where red cotton stops. There is no stopping, no hesitation and in one smooth motion, as if stripping were a form of yoga, she has pulled the pencil. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The next morning, I was still incredibly horny. I hadn’t cum from the night before and now I had an erection that wouldn’t go away. I was lying in bed, waiting for X to come back from the shower. I was trying not to stroke my hard cock, but I was so turned on it was hard to just ignore. I got up to look for something to distract myself, maybe a book or something. Instead I. Robbie withdrew and shoved his shit covered limp cock in Cheryl's mouth to lick him dry. When he pulled his now limp prick from her, Tony lowered Connie and positioned her cunt directly over Cheryl's mouth. Connie slumped forward but felt Cheryl's tongue enter her and she forced Tony's cum from her pussy into Cheryl's waiting mouth. Cheryl drank all she could as Connie started another orgasm and shuddered as the waves hit her as Cheryl ate her cunt. God, it felt so good. . " He was her boss and she felt bound to obey but she realised that what he had said was completely right. The Project Manager was bound to feel that he had missed a trick. That was not their business. It was his director's or the Board's. Their business was to help. Her respect for Tom, already considerable, went up another notch.They were met at the airport by Bill Reynolds, a stocky ebullient man whom they both knew quite well and liked. He greeted them warmly."Good to see you, Tom," he said,.