I glanced back at the shelves, worried that she might come over and offer to help. Finally I found it. It was in a section of films all from the samep...roduction company. I quickly scanned their covers, Julie seemed to be in about half of them, maybe seven films in total. Some of the titles were intriguing - "Panty slave", "After hours", "She's gonna get it", however I hadn't the time or the inclination to examine them more closely. I grabbed "Lingerie Lover" and headed for the counter. In the. That was all fine and good until she went further down to my lady parts. I asked what she was doing, and she just told me to hush. I complained some more until she put her tongue between me down there and started licking.I couldn't believe how good she felt doing that. Her tongue went inside me exploring all my woman area like she was digging for gold. In and out then out and in. At times I pictured her tongue on me like one of our cats licking at the milk I like to squirt into their faces when. He stopped half way as if to tease, but she was having none of that: her hands reached back and grabbed his tight ass and slowly pulled him the rest of the way into her. The kiss never broke.They lay still, interlocked, for half a minute, frantically exploring each others' mouths, until the urge to do more overtook Mark. He started to thrust. Out, until his cockhead was lodged just inside her. In, a long slow heave as his ass-cheeks clenched. Out again. In again. Christine' thighs heaved to. “Would you like some tea? Now that we are alone?”“Huh?” Dorothy stared through her spectacles and felt moistness between her legs.“Tea,” he rose and made his way to the kettle, “a British tradition.”“Yes, of course,” she mumbled.The letters were running together and she cursed as she saw the typing error. With a sigh she pulled the paper out and inserted a fresh piece of paper, but two minutes later she stopped and stared, she had written the previous requisition report again. Dorothy sighed.