Gulping hard, he pulled his mouth away from hers, and placed his lips firmly on her upper breasts.Breasts now bouncing as she breathed heavy, his lips...sucked hard just above her bra.She thought to herself. "Should I let him take my bra. I know he wants to. He's going to do it."While inhaling deeply; he blew a breath of hot air down her breasts. Without hearing stop, he boldly pulled her blouse back to her shoulders and slid it off, throwing it to the floor.Lifting his shirt up high, her eyes. "As he waited for Becca's reply, James idly swung the leather crop back and forth in front of the kneeling figure, seeming to delight in a display of torment for the poor woman who was being forced to decide on the severity of her own punishment.Becca was completely in awe of her Master as she watched him. Tall, distinguished and handsome, his lean body, the flex of his toned muscles, the grip of his hand on the switch. She found herself once more struck by arousal at watching him. As her. The control in her movements was beginning to lessen as she continued, and she occasionally took more of his shaft than she could handle. It was so perverse, his mother making those noises as she blew him, and Jason couldn’t bring himself to let her slow down.He sat there, holding her head, as his mother slid her mouth up and down his cock, coughing and gagging occasionally - but never stopping. He felt like he was floating above, watching the tableau happen off somewhere before him, distant. If she had ever dated any of the guys in the office, they never talked about it, and it never showed in the way she treated any of them.Tina was as quick to swap raunchy stories as any of the guys, and you never had to worry about whether that hand on the shoulder or a quick hug was going to be misconstrued - partly because if you ever did get out of line, Tina would realign you, post haste. She didn't believe in calling HR to handle something that she was perfectly capable of taking care of.