He imagined the firmness of her fingers clutching at his hair as he laved her clit and drank up her juices. He glanced up from their hands and saw tha... her cheeks had flushed and her eyes had dilated. If they weren't at the office she'd be naked and on the floor.He shook his head and brought himself back to the now 'Shall we?'She nodded, pulling her jacket across her breasts, trying to hide how erect her nipples were. He had to place his portfolio over his belt to hide the semi.He led her into. The pain went beyond the sting she had always felt before. Her ass throbbed, and felt tight. The rubbing didn't lessen the pain, but instead made it feel deeper, warmer, and much better. She turned her back to the full length mirror on the closet door, and lifted her skirt. Her full black panties covered her bottom. She pulled them up to expose her cheeks, bright red, with white spots that faded quickly where ever she touched them. After straightening her panties, her right hand moved around to. That was my dress for the service. He gave each of the girls a string of matching white pearls as a wedding gift. I received a longer set that could double around my neck which looked wonderful with the black dress. My mother got a string of black pearls with red coral balls the same size as the black ones. The ceremony was simple. The social afterward was typical family fare, you know, where the pregnant bride wears a transparent black gown with revealing black lingerie under it leaving little. Smith said, I hadn't noticed her sitting at the other side of the room. She was dressed in a red dress that barely went past her thighs. "Don't want to do what?" I asked, a very confused look must have been on my face because a few of the women giggled, including Mrs. Blake and Mrs. Smith. "Well, the girls and I like to get together and pick a guy, and then share him," she told me, slightly whispering into my ear as her fingers slid under my shirt, lifting it up slowly. "Oh," I said, raising my.