Yes I was instructed to cum into my panties - here atmy desk.And just what I did as I bit down on a pencil so I would not make anysound louder than a ...hurch mouse during noon mass. I rubbed harder and abit faster and soon I was shooting streams of fluid into my pink pantiesas I noticed a woman not more than six feet away busy on the phone makingdinner arrangements with her husband.It was intense! Feeling that I had just done what I was told to do byYou, so close to another person and as far as. She was attracted to the "bad boy" type, with fast cars and lost her virginity in the back seat with one. As a “fast girl”, I was stimulated by her escapades and quizzed her about sex details to prepare for my marriage. Her veer to the wild side, however, skewed her life's universe to an unhappy ending.My fiancé took control of not just my life when with him but all of it. His directives were, finish high school, plan the wedding, work weekends, save money, avoid boys and be with him. It was. That seemed to be her favorite position. She just loved getting it from both ends, and we were more than happy to accommodate her every wish. It seemed that she was a woman that just couldn’t get enough sex. “I’m glad I have two boyfriends to keep me happy,” she said one afternoon while lying naked on a blanket under the palms. We had found a secluded spot to camp for a while; I was lying on one side of her and Josh on the other. Her fingers were slowly caressing my cock while Josh rubbed her. Her mouth was wide open inviting me to melt in her. She pulled my tongue out and started tr lick and suck it, simultaneously inserting her long tongue in to my mouth. That was a kiss of lifetime, which I had never experienced all these years. Our saliva was exchanging between our kissing mouths. I was already hard which started feeling pain when her hand pressed on my shorts urging to remove it. I had my hands on her boobs, pressing them. Suddenly there was a sound and security guard asked if.