Chloe jumped up and ran to the door to peep down the corridor. She watched for a few seconds before turning to give the thumbs up. "She's gone!"
I pushed back from the desk on my chair, Brigitte's mouth clamped firmly around me as she shuffled forward on her knees.
"Oh, f**k! Brigitte!" Christine said, staring at the rude juncture of my p***s and Brigitte's soft pink lips.
"Oh, my god," Chloe murmured as she came to stand close with obvious interest and watch Brigitte's head bobbing up and down me at a terrifyingly quick rate.
Obviously my fiancée's presence had provided some sort of distraction and delay to the wonderful feeling of being fellated because, within seconds, I cried out loud and began to orgasm noisily.
As I had mentioned I engaged in no s****l relations with Bethany and
