The woman sat down across the desk, not noticing the sketchbook her boss rested her hands upon. "I'd like to discuss this with you," and then she saw ...t being pushed forward. The woman felt a shock run through her limbs. This was so embarrassing! Had her boss seen what she'd drawn inside? Would she be fired for owning and bringing pornography to work? And she herself had drawn the pictures! She was so embarrassed she couldn't speak. She stared down at her hands and hoped it would be over. It was subtle, but I was sure she once again shifted in order to afford me an even better view.I was extremely aroused by then. Again, I wondered about Clarissa's age but dared not ask for fear of what she might tell me. I didn't want to know, I wanted only to continue to feast my eyes on her and enjoy the low whispers in which she spoke."I asked if your wife left you because that's what my mother did. She ran off and left Daddy and me when I was four and moved to Rhode Island. I'm going to see. .. she remembered straddling Goldilocks with the other woman's fingers wiggling inside her, being pressed up against the headboard while Goldilocks at her out, pressing Goldilocks against the headboard while she ate her out... it was just a whirlwind of sex. Finally, completely exhausted, they fell asleep in each other's arms.When she woke, Kristen realized that she was still holding onto the blonde buxom beauty, who was smiling in her sleep. Completely revolted at herself, Kristen quickly. I pull my fingers out. and press my new strap-on against his now gaping hole. "This is a new one," I whisper again. "It's bigger. Bigger than you, baby." I giggle as he softly protests "No." But the tip is already in, and he gasps. "What do you mean, baby? Don't you want me to fuck you? Don't you want me to make love to you?" He stumbles out something about he wants to make love to me and can't this wait. I laugh. "That's all you got?" I say. "If you can survive without cumming, then.