"N-n-nice," I stammered, "beautiful." "Thanks," she said, looking down at the swelling in the front of my jeans. "Looks like you've got something nice... in there too."Before I do or say anything, she'd taken a step forwards taken my hands and placed them on her hips, the feel of her soft skin caused the erection in my pants to become really uncomfortable and guess I groaned because next she reached forward and unclipped the top of my jeans and pulled my zip down. With no support, they slid down. Also -- the numbers are a lot lower." Why not branch out?" he asked.She chortled. "I think I've killed so many brain cells, my creativity operates only on the level of a seven-year-old." She shrugged. "It's what I like to do, and it leaves me time to work on my novel." She regarded him. "So, how's your love life, Ben?" How's yours?"She shook her head. "I'm on the prowl. I tell you, it can be tough, especially when you're cut off from the drinking crowd." Well, I have a new partner," Ben. He was handsome, too. And yet, sitting there in his office, he seemed so lonely. Night after night, T would be among the last to go back to the hotel. Sasha could see him through his office window, his sad, brown eyes staring into space for a moment as if lost in thought, thinking about his family back at home, then turning downward to the papers on his desk. Many were the times when T would pass Sasha’s desk, inadvertently catching her eye and returning a quick shy smile. Though they had been. She squealed. I groaned. It was amazing. I started pumping long deep thrusts, sliding my hand up her body and held her breasts. Big soft and loose, they were the breasts of a woman who had raised three k**s. Sensing I wanted access she let go of the counter and pulled the top over her head, unhooking her bra she released the two jellied orbs. I cupped them and gently squeezed her giant nipples.This was too much and I knew I would blow soon but I had to have her on all fours, I wanted to hear.