I was mortified.I think it took me until I reached Baker Street before my panic subsidedand I came to realise I had never seen this couple in my life ...and thechances that they could identify me, if they were looking at me at all,from my car registration were slim.I started to relax then even though there were no cars in front of mewhen I got stopped at the lights as pedestrians crossed the road in frontof me at Baker Street.I checked that I had locked the doors.A group of women of about my age. ’ Clemmie jumped into my lap, with Laura standing there in the office, and said, ‘OK, we’ve got five days to tune you up!’ I hugged her and pestered her boobs and said, laughing, ‘Clemmie, your tuneups would kill any ordinary guy!’ She was out of her dress in a flash, crouching in the middle of the room. ‘Parsons, see if you can pin me. Come get me, useless.’ We circled each other, feinting. Laura brought an audience to the doorway. I charged, and she whiffed out of the way. Another couple of. Ask me,” he panted, stroking faster, sweat running from his forehead. “Tell me you want to me to come all over you.” “Please,” I begged, in just the tone he liked, breathy and low and not too whiny, “Come for me. I want you to spray it all over me. Please.” He moaned, almost at the point of no return. I tried to anticipate where it would land first, whether he would shoot so his salty tang would hit my lips and drip onto my chin (I wouldn't open my mouth unless he ordered me to), or if he would. Immediately her body tensed again with the experience. But not wanting her to get away, I pressed my thumb to her clit as I stimulated her hole. She relaxed almost instantly, pressing her ass up to meet me, and burying her face into the pillows before her as a long and guttural moan filled the room. She whimpered in disappointment when stopped to change positions. I immediately smacked her pale, white ass to discipline her for being greedy. A large and very red hand print appeared almost.