J-Mac, her new boss and famous rap sensation had simply put the gun on the magnificent CEO desk, then told her to use it if necessary, before locking ...er inside the state of the art studio. ‘J-Mac?!’ Her strikingly elemental voice called out. There was no answer. Only ominous silence. Suddenly the banging noise upon the door was repeated- only this time it was more like a small explosion. Ariel’s voice froze in her throat and her panic choked her. She heard the bolt slide back and the doors. .."'What is that phrase in the back of your head – 'Oh, barf!' – What exactly does that mean?'Miranda laughed. "There's no keeping secrets from you, is there?" She almost fell off as Murielle touched down. Immediately the pterodactyl lowered her head so that the little slug rolled forward and caught one foot in her jaw, then fell to roll on the soft grass."Rough landing, you think?" Miranda griped as she brushed dirt and grass off her bare, wind-blown skin.'I'm not the one who wasn't paying. She always chatted incessantly as we worked. And I always watched her. As she bent over in front of me the cheeks of her backside were there to be looked at. When she crouched the shorts hugged the split of her crutch. That day in the December holidays was especially hot. Vera wore no bra under her sleeveless blouse. A number of buttons down the front were undone. Her breasts swung enticingly in front of my eyes as we worked. My erection pushed at the fly of my old khaki shorts.We sweated. You can see my shaved pussy through the mesh fabric. You grab my hand and pull me towards you.I smile shyly as you make turn in a circle in front of you. You run your hands appraisingly over my body. You slide your hands over my hips and squeeze my ass. You bend me over and stand me up again, looking at me from every angle. I can feel your eyes raking over my body. When you turn me back around, you can’t help but notice the damp spot spreading over the crotch of my panties.You stand up and free.