I was at work at the time and Sally was completely taken aback by the approach by all accounts and was a little embarrassed. Lee had recognised Sally... from a wife sharing forum that we were members of and where Sally and I had posted a few pictures of her. Fortunately he was really laid back and acted very cool about the meeting even though he had admitted to me at being a little awe struck that the amazing girl he had seen online was standing in front of him in the flesh! Sally had been polite. He grabbed her hand and then brought her closer to him. He reached his arm, long and bulging with muscle, and shoved two fingers into her pussy. Two of his finger were bigger than some guys’ dicks, and she let out a loud and protracted moan. Slightly in pain, but mostly in pleasure. He moved his fingers in a circular motion, or he would thrust them into her wet pussy, a little faster every time. She moaned and twisted on the couch, and his fingers were wet from her pussy so he shoved them in. Lunch was like ashes in my mouth and I didn't eat supper at all. And then the hour of set prep whizzed by. All too soon I had to make my way to Mr Henry's rooms.I got to his rooms at 7.28 and waited outside until 7.30 exactly. I knocked on his door.“Enter” said his voice faintly through the heavy oak door.I went in to the room, and like Mr West's rooms, I was in his study. “You wanted to see me sir”“Ah yes. We have much to discuss don't we?”“I suppose so sir, but I'm not sure what you want to. When he saw her face screwed up in pleasure, he flooded her insides with a seemingly endless torrent of sticky spunk. Spunk that leaked out of her and drizzled to the seat of her dress, long after she'd rolled off him to the grass alongside. It had been reckless. Exciting.Invigorated by the memory, Jodie sank to her knees. Let her fingers roam to his waistband. Bringing her other hand into play, she fumbled with the buckle and loosened it, then unbuttoned his dark grey work trousers. Tugging.