Just as she was about to plead for them to stop, she felt the tip of a hard cock probing her pussy lips. Which one was it? Nerdy Eddy? Ebony Jamal? Ca...los? Who ever it was, his cock, once inside her continued to swell and harden.“Two years without a fuck,” she moaned. “Oh god, yes. FUCK ME!”The stiff young cock slowly plunged in further, pulled back, plunged in again. Her body squashed against the rich, leather seat felt the cock crash into her like a ram hitting a castle gate. His cock. Responding to an unseen cue we moved closer. I could feel your warm breath mixing with mine as our lips touched, lightly, like the touch of butterfly wings. I took your face in my hands, and again I brushed your lips with mine. Your eyes half closed, you placed your arms around me, pulled me close, and held me tight. With a thousand little kisses, I kissed your nose, your eyes, your forehead and then, moving your hair aside, I kissed your neck and ears, then back to kiss you on the mouth. You. She knocked and entered to find Miss Grey sitting behind her desk sorting through some paperwork. Miss Grey was in her mid thirties, nearly six foot tall with long black hair, she wore today, as she always did one of her navy blue business suits. She was not easy to get on with and never socialised with her staff, in fact her first name was completely unknown to any of the staff including Heather who now stood rather nervously in front of the desk. She was wearing the uniform provided for the. Susan applied his make up for him, therethat's done; they let Peter look in a mirror. His eyebrows had beenalmost completely removed, leaving a thin line above each eye, hiseyes looked larger, and wider than he was used to seeing them, hiseyelashes also looked darker and fuller, and his lips were a rosy redcolour, even his cheeks looked redder than usual.His mother reappeared, wow look at you she said, what animprovement, Peter didn't think so, he wondered how he was ever goingto be able to go.