I tried to join her and to start something but she told me she had reach her orgasm and was a little tired to continue anything else with me.She was r...eading a lot, trying to find some psychological answers to her behavior. She discovered some psychology books about the female archetypes and started more and more to analyze her own psyche, identifying her needs and a part of her self with the goddess Aphrodite.A few months later, I was resting at home during a week day. I had been abroad for a. But it was a busy office and sometimes you just had to have a copy right now. Anyone could walk in on us, and if they did…“Ryan!” I hissed his name as I felt his finger probing my ass again, twisting, trying to loosen his hold on me, but it was no use. His cock was so good, swollen and pounding, jarring my hips into the edge of the copier. I never wanted it to end.“What’s the matter, Missy?” His finger slipped into my asshole and I clenched, but that was no use either. I was too wet. He could. . "Go-Go ahead, Walo darling!" she hissed, catching at the baby-like skin of his powerful shoulders and digging her long nails into his flesh. "Give it to me! I want it! D-Do it good to your pretty lady..." she invited, smiling in growing passion up at him as he grunted an unintelligible sound and drew the turgid-cock-head upward between the ragged, puffy flanges of her now wanting cunt, causing her to writhe her hips and raise her buttocks in an effort to help. "Yes... Darling," she hissed.. From where I was the orgasm she had was absolutely awesome, she almost bent in half, her chest was heaving and she was shouting obscenities, she was soaking wet just about all over. I could see that I was going to have to lick her clean. “ Fuck that was good" she muttered, "Can we do it again?” Somehow I had managed to pull out without cuming and that made doing it again just about possible.I had lain on the bed face down alongside this lovely specimen of womanhood and I was thinking that maybe.