It sounded like someone was sobbing or crying softly. I stepped into the room and saw Stacey sitting at a banquet table with a couple of candles lite..., some music playing and all the lights in the back off.I said Stacey are you ok. She jumped up asking who was there. I said it was me Thom, you remember I call you telling you that I was on my way over to drop off these papers to Rusty.She said O O yea sorry I forgot. I took the papers and threw them on Rusty’s desk, and went back and sat down. Julie’s head turned toward her. What Barbie saw in her eyes, which were slightly out of focus, was clear. Julie liked this.At the same time, Barbie was absolutely certain that Julie was in no way a lesbian.And that was when Barbie Carpenter decided she wasn’t a lesbian, either, and never would be.She might be bisexual ... but she wasn’t going to become a lesbian.She might let Monica suck on her nipples, too ... but she wasn’t going to become a lesbian.She fully intended to suck on Julie’s. She undid my belt and pants and pulled them down. My dick sprang straight out, she carresed it and fondled my balls. She put the tip in her mouth, I was afraid that I would squirt all over everything. She said she had never been with a virgin before. I could smell her pussy as she laid back and spread her legs. I looked at her great pussy but was not sure what to do. She pulled me to her and I felt my dick push against her twat. She guided my dick into her warm pussy. It slid easily into her. She exhaled hotly into his ear, "Keep typing." She deftly lifted a leg over each arm of the chair, and settled herself into his lap. She reached down and guided his hardness into herself, and the reaction was instantaneous. An orgasm ripped through her, winding her into a coiled spring, and blasting the coils out. Her hips rocked up and down. She barely was able to wrap her arms around his neck, and she pressed her lips into his shoulder with neither bite, nor kiss, just the need of the heat.