As we speak she is staring at hernameplate on your office desk, confused to how it happened. But she knowsit to be true. Just as you know it to be tru... that you are now a newlyhired secretary for Miss Britney." No. No! This isn't possible! I have..." Mike grabbed his suit jacketsleeve and noticed it was a scratchier fabric than he remembered. He toreoff the jacket and read the tag "Armany - Made in China". "What!? But Idrive a 911!" He retrieved an old rusted set of Ford-stamped keys fromhis. Patti shivered. This wasn't rape, this was seduction?and her nipples felt as though they might burn holes in her brassiere.She made no sound or movement when she felt his hands leave her?when she felt him moving behind her again?or even when she felt his knees between hers, pushing them further apart. But when she felt her panties being drawn slowly down to her thighs and then heard the sound of a zipper descending, she knew she had to say something.But she couldn't decide whether it should be. Cam took her fingers off her clit long enough to let the suit fall to the floor. “You sure do like to watch them don't you?” I whispered in her ear.“Oh yeah, it's so hot watching them. I wish it was me out there about to have dad sink his dick into me.” Cam admitted with a sigh.“Well, how about if I sink my dick into you instead?” I said as I pushed Cam down onto her hands and knees.I got down behind her and rubbed the head of my dick up and down along her pussy lips. I then slowly eased the. She rubbed her hand on my crotch and on my chest, softly kissing my cheek. I opened the door and walked inside, Emma following me. The second I closed the door, she lunged in and threw her hands around me, forcing her tongue into my open mouth. I reached down and squeezed her ass cheeks as our tongues carressed one another. We broke apart and she began to walk towards my couch. She bent over and lifted her dress just slightly, allowing me to see her panties. I licked my lips."Come over here,.