"I'm dying to do it with you. I'm wet right now."Laura shut her eyes and opened them. The sexual electricity that was flowing between them must be rad...ating like a throbbing alarm bell in the corridor. Anyone who saw them would know what they were feeling."Don't you know an empty office?" she whispered, cattily."As a matter of face, Rhonda's out of town," Yvette smirked saucily. "Meet me there in ten minutes. You know where it is?"Laura bit her lower lip. "I know." Don't you want me?" Yvette. Louder moans escaped my closed lips, i tried to stop them but one escaped and he would have heard it, luckily, my door was only open a little bit so if he came up he would only see me a little bit masturbating on my bed. I heard him come up the stairs, my heart raced, half of me wanted him to catch me and for him to fuck me while another part was screaming no, that it was wrong for this to happen, i carried on, he would have been by my door know, questions went through my mind, is he there?. He thrusts in and out, in and out and in and out. Each time he gets deeper and deeper. You feel the tips of his mushroom shaped head on the back of your throat. Meanwhile I am still between your legs and now slowly slipping my tongue into you tight slit. Your sweet pussy juices covering my tongue. I know this excites you as I can hear muffled moans. I look up and see Sugars cock sliding in and out you mouth. Your spit making his smooth long shaft glisten in the light. I wish it was my. The spam filter will put it in the junk folder,” Dexter said.There were already a number of e-mails in it. He hadn’t bothered to check who they were actually from.“God, I don’t believe you,” Sarah said.She crossed her arms and stared at her father as if he was some sort of slime.“It’s true. I wrote the spam filter rules myself,” Dexter said.“That’s not what I meant,” Sarah said.“Ok,” Dexter said.Sarah looked around the front seat of the car. She noticed his Droid touch pad.She asked, “What’s.