I’m soaked. Look at me.” I did look. Water was running down her slim legs into her running shoes. Her mousey hair was frazzled and sticking to... the side of her face. But none of that drew much attention from me. My eyes were glued to her top. It had been a warm, humid day and Em had gone out in just a tight running vest. She rarely wore a bra when she ran and the wet vest clung to her now like a second skin. The outline of her small puffy breasts could be clearly seen and her nipples. I held her firm, and lightly twirled my tongue around her brown pucker, delighting in her response. When I f0rced my stiff tongue deep into her taboo passage, I knew she could hold back no longer. Her body shuddered and shook as she exploded in orgasm. I kept tongue fucking her ass, while rubbing her clit with my thumb, until she begged me to stop.It was only then that I happened to glance down at the floor next to my desk. Apparently, in our excitement, neither of us had noticed that her purse. "Another waitress thing?" she asked as we settled into the seats."No. It's with a lady who owns a second hand store. Furniture, deco, china. She needs a store helper." Old stuff?" Dolores asked showing a definitive interest."Mostly from estate sales. No real antiques, just old stuff that people like to buy for small money." I'd like that. My old apartment was furnished with stuff I bought at yard sales."I remembered something I had almost forgotten. "Damn! This completely slipped my mind with. She tried to sit up, but her leg would not allow it, then she grinned and scooted our bodies nearer the edge of the bed. She allowed her foot to drop to the floor, bending the other leg at the knee, she could now sit upright. One foot to the floor and one knee on the bed, she lifted and lowered herself on my by now throbbing cock, bursting for release.Her hands at my hips for support, she rode me, one moment to rise up, and then bury me deep, right up inside. She reached and brought my hands to.