Honey cums, you'd better have your mouth wide-open to swallow every drop, no matter how much she squirts into you!" "Sometimes...uhhh...I gotta let lo...ose...ohhh!...a little pee too...if I...uhnnn!...cum really hard," Maxine panted as she ground herself over the young man's nose, mouth, and tongue."Well don't hold anything back," replied the Professor with an evil smile. "He can swallow that too." Nnnoooo..." Skip moaned in feeble protest, from deep between Maxine's thighs. He was actually. Glancing down I see an address and I have to pull over. I wriggle my tight red dress up to my waist so that my wet pussy doesn’t mark my dress. I book my regular table at a quiet hotel, while on the phone I set up meetings for the next couple of days. My mind wanders back to the demure Miss James and the plans I have for our pleasure. My Aston purrs up to Miss James as she appears on the footpath. I like punctual people. The door opens and as the internal light comes on, I watch her modest. About her attitude towards her but persisted. It all came to a head one day when in the stock room, my wife threatened to give her a good spanking. The young girl ended up in tears and reported my wife to the manager. Being a good friend, the manager contacted me and told me that the young girls father was very angry and that this incident could end up in a disciplinary for my wife and maybe even worse!I asked if I could do anything to help the situation and her manager came back to me. While my coworkers used the restroom all around me, I fantasized about what was now only hours away: would I get to fuck her? would she suck me off? would I get to masturbate over her, cumming on her face or chest? I quickly jerked myself to completion, dribbling my ejaculate into the toilet. I returned to my desk without event or apparent suspicion of my recent work distraction. I completed my work a little early and made some excuse for leaving before five o'clock and rushed home. I rounded.