Roger was shifting in his chair, obviously getting excited. I must admit I liking the view too. Ruth acted like nothing was amiss and spread her knees... a little wider. Roger was now under her spell. As we talked Ruth continued to spread her knees giving my boss a birds-eye view. I kept my cool although my cock was rock hard. Ruth just continued to stay calm obviously enjoying how Roger was now fidgeting in his chair. Finally he said he had to go to the little boy’s room. Ruth jumped up and said. This is also why we had to tie him up with soft cloth strips otherwise he would chaff his wrists and ankles to the bone trying to escape. No hope of that happening however. Well at least he came up with some interesting ideas for torture on his site’s profile. Never thought of Tabasco sauce. Bet that really burns in the urethra. Could eye-dropper some in and work it in properly by rubbing a Q-tip up and down rapidly also soaked in it. Hmmmm. However I’d bet a thousand dollars that he’s never. But he didn't know it. And when he stood up I just acted like was asleep. He walked over to the side of my bed and breathed very slowly. Still I pretended to be asleep. I felt his hand on my stomach. This was strange and I wanted to move his hand but I couldn't bring myself to do anything. He gained a little courage and moved his hand up to my right breast. I understood what he wanted now. He slowly caressed my breast and I started to enjoy it. My nipples were getting hard and my pussy was. “Mmmmm, eat that ass baby” she said huskily as she turned her head to watch. She now had his cock in her hand and stroked it gently as his tongue probed deeper into her anus. She turned her head forward and closed her eyes as she felt the waves of pleasure wash over her body, his tongue switching back and forth from her flower to her forbidden hole. His hands had her lily white cheeks parted and the thumb of his right hand began to intrude into her tiny balloon knot. Working his tongue in and.