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 We got into her living room, and she dropped her purse squirthunter in the corner. She still looked nervous. "I can start some coffee..." Her tongue squirthunter lipped at her about luscious lips. I leaned against the wall, silently. She squirthunter came over. Still, I did nothing.
 With ill-disguised hunger, the golden-tressed goddess pushed forward. Her lips clung tightly to the engorged rod. Her tongue squirthunter darted around the tip.
 She shook monique her head squirthunter free monique of my grasp and swallowed me whole. Her right hand was pressed squirthunter against my squirthunter groin as squirthunter her throat worked monique squirthunter at the tip. She gagged briefly and drew squirthunter my squirthunter engorged sword out squirthunter of her choking throat. As quickly, she threw herself forward again, capturing half of squirthunter me in her squirthunter hungry maw squirthunter. Her hand slid off my pubic hair and around the base of squirthunter the shaft. With her thumb and forefinger, she encircled squirthunter the base of the squirthunter stalk, and began a vigorous stroking up squirthunter and down.
 I quietly unlatched the door and peeked inside. Phyllis was monique squirthunter sitting squirthunter in squirthunter her squirthunter chair, her squirthunter legs spread and her hand squirthunter rubbing her slit. Well, it seemed to be rubbing squirthunter her pussy, but I couldn't see her squirthunter pussy squirthunter because squirthunter a dark-haired, broad shouldered man was kneeling between her thighs. His mouth vigorously squirthunter was attacking, exploring her loins.
 I enjoyed monique the squirthunter sight for a moment, and then slipped my head away and quietly shut the door. Just as I monique squirthunter closed it, I could her squirthunter her moans rise in pitch and volume, signaling squirthunter her orgasm in the mouth of the hunk between her legs. Hell squirthunter, with her brassiness, I wasn squirthunter't squirthunter sure she even went for guys, but she sure was going for this one in a big way.
 I hung around at the lab bench outside her squirthunter door, and sure enough her oral squirthunter servant emerged within monique squirthunter a few minutes squirthunter. Damn, it was about Big monique squirthunter Norm, the company's squirthunter top salesman. Norm was a former Calvin Klein squirthunter model and as squirthunter smooth squirthunter as they come. He'd reportedly slept with half the beautiful women in town, including the mayor's wife and both of the squirthunter female anchorwomen at the local TV stations' news squirthunter departments. He squirthunter could have any woman he wanted; what in hell was he doing ministering to the monique squirthunter needs of our own Phyllis. I mean, Phyllis was attractive enough and all, but she wasn't the monique squirthunter sort of sleek, over-made up squirthunter, and - usually - rich woman he squirthunter usually dated. What in hell was going on here?
 The next squirthunter morning, I persuaded Ronelle, the young, busty law student intern in the legal department to join me for a doughnut in my office on the pretext of discussing patent application matters about. With monique squirthunter her long, straight squirthunter dark hair and college cheerleader looks, she'd been the focus of numerous fantasies around the water cooler. From a casual conversation sitting beside me on squirthunter my office monique couch about, she was - within ten minutes - lying full about length along it with squirthunter her face about buried squirthunter in my lap. As with Cheryl squirthunter, she was little interested in preliminaries, but rather focussed about her squirthunter attention squirthunter on running her rosebud lips up and down my quivering erection squirthunter, pumping energetically with her hand. She squirthunter did not protest when I took her dark-tressed monique squirthunter head in squirthunter my squirthunter hands and guided her mouth up and down my cock, even when I exerted squirthunter extra pressure and forced my rod almost into her throat.
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