Shocked, Dianna realized she was hearing Lisa’s voice! Her heart pounding, she moved closer to the door and tried to look in. She could see Miss Con...klin’s desk through a gap in the shade. Lisa Dutille, totally naked, was lying on the desk and her hands were pulling at her large, rosy-tipped breasts and the rigid nipples that capped them. Miss Conklin’s head was between Lisa’s legs. ‘More! More!’ the petite brunette cried, ‘Oh, God, Miss Conklin! Eat me more! Yes!’ Dianna was so shocked she. " You fucking little bastard, I'm your fucking mother, untie these straps right fucking now." No mum, I want my mother back."She was in the attic that dad had converted into a recording studio before he tried drugs for the first time, he was dead less than twelve months later, leaving mum a total wreck and me angry. He'd been a successful musician, making a good living doing backing tracks for television advertisements and occasionally doing a tour for a big name singer who knew of him and his. We ordered drinks and Joan sat on a barstool and I stood a few feet away. Joan's skirt's slits showed a lot of leg and a hint of her new V string underpants. In about half an hour the place was packed, people were crushed together. As people tried to order drinks they would be leaning on or over Joan. As they waited for their drinks several men tried to chat up Joan. One young executive squeezed in between barstools and started talking to Joan. He introduced himself as Bob. Joan started. I was enjoying it and moaning.He then kissed my neck and opened my blouse, he then opened my bra and started sucking my nipples, he sucked then for five minutes and I was in heaven.He kissed my underarms and pulled the hairs there with his teeth. I then opened his shirt and and he pressed his chest against mine. We hugged each other tight and nude. Then he opened his pants and out came his dick. I launched on to it wetting it with my saliva and sucking them…..I gave him a blowjob. He cummed and.