"Yeah, but not yet. Suck me a little longer."

"My cocks going down."

"I'll bring it up again."

He screwed a second finger into her pussy. She gyrated her ass and moaned to let him know she was enjoying it. Her pussy creamed around his fingers.

"Why don't you turn around and let me suck you too?"

"I'm not in the mood."

"But you love when I suck your cock."

"Don't press your luck. I'm finger-fucking you, aren't I?"

She was becoming wildly excited. She rammed her curt up at his screwing fingers and let the intense pleasure build.

"Yes, darling, yes."

As her excitement increased her body tensed up. Suddenly she exploded in a climax. She shrieked and trembled and when it was over John had rolled over onto his belly.

"Why did you stop?" she said.

"I'm bushed."

"But you haven't come."

"I don't care."

She tried wedging her hand under his crotch. He pushed it away.

"It went down. Go to sleep."

She knew that tomorrow her boss would be happy to douse the fire in her snatch. But she wanted it tonight. Sometimes John was so damn exasperating.

Pushing him over, she took his cock into her mouth. He groaned, but rolled onto his back.

"Okay, okay, take it easy."

She sucked him ravenously. She snaked her fingers into his asscrack and toyed with his brownie while she sucked. At one point he grabbed her by the hair and lifted his ass from the bed. Then with a violent lurch he came in her mouth.

She was sorry at once that she'd brought him off. I'll never get to sleep until I've masturbated, she thought as his jism filled her mouth.

Jessie closed her thighs around David's hand. She felt her excitement mount. He had been driving her home from the office when he pulled off the freeway and parked. That was one of the things she loved about her boss. He was so unpredictable.