Her own crotch grew very wet the more she watched. The older gentleman pushed the young guy to his knees and shot some kind of stinky goo all over the... younger boys face. It was in his hair, his eyes, dripping down his chin. She couldn't understand why she didn't run away, something compelled her to stay. The older man rubbed his penis all over the young boys, smearing the wet stinky goo all over and the boy loved it. He rubbed it intensely.She got so wet, and this was new to her, she had been. I had three-dozen red roses delivered early that morning and I made a fantastic breakfast and some excellent coffee. Sue was feeling like a queen; I enjoyed treating her as one too. As I poured Sue another cup of coffee, Sue said she wanted to do something for me, too. I told her that it was her birthday, not mine. She set her cup down on an end table next to the chair she was sitting in. Sue leaned forward and removed my hanging cock from my sweats. With a smile on my face, I stepped closer.. ) With his pants still down around his ankles he hobbled forward and inserted his rock hard tool into my dripping pussy.We were fucking like crazy when the office manager caught us. We might have gotten away with it if she had been a man, or if we had stopped when she came in, but this old maid was put out by what she saw. I think what bothered her most that we kept fucking and both had a climax while she watched with her mouth open, sputtering.When I went to Mr. Williams, the personnel manager. He pulled out the waist to loosen it, then with one swiftmotion, pulled the pants and his white briefs down to his knees. To my disappointment, I didn't get much of a view of the front of him, becausealmost immediately he draped himself back over the desk. But I got a brilliantview of the back. His skin was naturally dark, because of his Italian descent.This time he parted his legs without being told although not as widely, andI glimpsed black hair between his legs. There was certainly enough.