My head bowed, and I leaned against the cubicle wall, using my free hand for support.In my mind, I could feel Toby behind me. I wriggled my hips more ...orcefully, imaging him running his hands up and down my sides, then cupping my breasts. I released the tiniest pant of pleasure, imagining him gently kneading my flesh and pinching my nipples. Then suddenly, I'd feel his dick pressed against my ass crack.The thought of it made me gasp. I bit my lip and increase the pace of my jerking. As the. He said nothing, but obliged me by sinking his single finger inside of me, moving slowly in and out. This was better, but still not enough. “More,” I demanded. He laughed a bit, low so I couldn’t hear him very well. He obviously didn’t want me to know who he was. At this point, I am not so sure it is my husband. The scent from the shirt is slowly making its way to my brain. The shirt smells delicious, but not wholly familiar as my husband's scent should be. Then he was finger fucking me with. “Oh, Dom,” she sighed, unable to article anything further. His closely trimmed stubble bristled the delicate flesh of her breasts as he slowly began to descend her body. Every curve and swell of her torso was kissed with affection. As Dominic shifted his body on top of her, Sarah’s legs parted to allow his hips room on the bed between them. The act in itself felt decadent and rude, how she’d craved to part her legs for a boy. The ticking sensation of Dom licking her naval made her smile, it was. I knew what was going to happen & I did not want to miss seeing even an inch of Shweta’s gorgeous body.We continued kissing for some more time as she lay over me on the bed. My hands had already started exploring her body. I felt her soft ass & gave it a good squeeze. My hands were easily under her short skirt & my fingers started entering her panty. At the same time I had started kissing her neck. She was really getting turned on this. I turned her over & now she was lying on the bed & I was.