"I guess this is my fault," she continues in a softer, selfrecriminating tone."I see those lips, and that cute ass of yours, and I just want to ownthe..., possess them. I want to fuck them all night long." No! It's not your fault!" My mind shouts, "I want to suck your cock!I NEED to suck your big, beautiful cock!I want you fuck me all night long!"I NEED to feel your balls slapping against mine as you ram your hardcock, deeper and deeper into my ass!" I HAVE to know the sensation of you're orgasm. "Sorry darling, this is the last time for a while". "I can't believe that blondes are really as dizzy as they make out" "Shi...!" Adonis! Where did he come from? "I really can't believe that I will have to call the store security to get you off my case!" She turned. What she saw made her step back. He was holding her discarded panties high in front of his face. "Just didn't want you to lose these sweet designer undies, nor to...well...catch a cold?" "Mister, if you dare put them to your. Clearing off his desk in dramatic desperate fashion, he grabbed her by the waist with one arm and sat her on his cold smooth desk top . She placed her feet on the desk as close to her ass as she could and he dove in. Holding her hips, strong hands rough on her delicate skin, she was filled with desire. He buried his face in her, nibbling her clit, his warm soft tongue licking her lips forcefully taking in her taste. He darted his tongue around her aching pussy. He groaned out and begged for. "Permission to speak, Ma'am?" Granted, Clarissa! What can I do for you?" I want my friend Megan let out of that cage. I know she did wrong starting a fight, but I think she's been punished enough. And I won't do a stroke more work until she's free!"With this Clarissa threw down her pickaxe and sat on the ground, looking defiantly at the guard."Get up, Clarissa. I promise I'll try to help. But get on with your work. I mean what I say, Clarrie! I'll do the best I can. Don't force me to whip you,.