As I watched the woman's fake attempt to remove the spot from herself, I had a hard time containing a laugh. Indeed, those are the same pants she was ...wearing last night, the same pants I had my hand inside, the same pants that received a large stray blob of spunk that she jerked out of my spasming cock while I sat against her in the dark a few hours earlier.She approached our table and addressed us, smiling, making me nervous as hell that she was going to announce what we had done, my mind. She reached out and cupped my balls with her left hand, her warm touch made my cock twitch especially when she gave them a gentle squeeze, “Cough” she instructed, “Hmm” she sighed and she must have asked me to cough half a dozen times while she squeezed each testicle in turn, saying “Hmm” each time, my cock was starting to fill with blood and was quite noticeable, “Hmm” she sighed while releasing my balls from her warm hand. She scooted her chair back to the desk while I stood to her side in. She hurried to it and put the DVD in, but as she rushed back to her bed she heard the telephone ringing. "Damn!" she said to herself. She went to answer the phone. It was her boss. "Hello, Amy. I was just calling to check on you. How are you feeling? When you didn't come back to work this afternoon I got a little worried. Are you ok?" "Yes, Sir it was just a stomach bug I think. Something I ate must not have agreed with me." "Well I hope you feel better tomorrow." "I will Mr. Johnson. Thank you. I could feel another orgasm coming from both of us as her moans and grip grew tighter and I could feel the swelling within my prostate as I held back my second load waiting for her. To my surprise she flipped me over and went to town with her own thrusting gripping my shoulders still covered in blood. Our bodies out of control she dropped her head and bit into my shoulder drawing blood into her mouth and I could feel her swallow my blood that was now freely flowing, it turned me on even more as.