The silence was deafening. Dante kept a straight face as he approached, openly taking in his gross teeth in a skewed, overshot jaw and the considerabl... absence of his ginger hair. ‘Get up, Hatake.’ Sid said huskily. ‘Sit down, Sid.’ Dante replied disdainfully, unfussed. He’d confronted him before and failed to do anything remotely interesting. Dante was sick of his games. Sid stepped in close and planted his huge hands on Dante’s desk, leaning in and grinning uncouthly in his face. Dante. He strokes my clit, almost petting me. I watch the way he touches me. I caress my breasts over my top, seeing how hard my nipples are. He watches both me and my reactions to what he’s doing to me; I move my hips to his touch. RJ gets to his knees by the side of the couch, lifts my shirt and exposes my breasts. I feel so exposed, as he’s still fully dressed, yet I don’t care. He leans down and begins to suckle on my nipple closest to him; he’s gentle at first until it feels like my head is. Leave it to you to get distracted during morning announcements.” Mrs. Smith then chuckled and continued her work. Goldie smiled and saw a huge opportunity. The only other person there was Mrs. Monroe and she would be leaving soon. He then asked Mrs. Smith if he could stay there in order to do some work and she said it was okay by her.Ten minutes later Mrs. Monroe left and Goldie instantly stood up and walked over to his Mrs. Smith desk and sat across her while staring at her and grinning.. “All these guys are here for me?” I asked Mr. Goodlow.“There will be another ten or so coming later.” He said.“Omg, thirty men are going to fuck me.”Mr. Goodlow walked up to me and put a large wad of money into my hand.“Here,” he said. “Happy birthday, Anna.”“How much?” I asked.“Five thousand dollars,” he answered with a smile. “Including Drew’s fee to shoot the event.”I smiled and said. “Would this only be on my website on the Internet for guys to stroke themselves to, or is this going to be.