This rich guy must have been pretty certain he was safe. I can’t find anything in the files that are protected. It looks like he used a lot of memor... for videos. There isn’t much in the way of documents. He must have used this one for enjoyment.”“Thanks for the help,” I grunted, surprised at what the geek told me. As the man walked out of my office, I opened a folder entitled Videos. “I see what you mean,” I said to the room as I scrolled down a list of videos. “Fuck me!” I said out loud,. I loved this top, but I rarely wore it in company, let alone outside. It was so tight and pink and girly. When it's washed and folded in my drawer and I pick it up, for some reason I always think of how distorted and stretched the word 'TOY' looks after I pull it down over my breasts. So different from when it's folded and flat. I always loved prancing around the house in it, teasing Johan and rubbing up against him. But now he was teasing me. "My little toy," he whispered. My knees almost. Her fingers slipped up and down every fold until she heard Denise’s ragged breathing. Blake pushed up and looked into Denise’s eyes as she took two fingers and pushed up into her. “Do you like to be fucked?” Blake asked as she thrust up into Denise. “Or do you like to be teased?” She pulled her fingers almost all the way out and moved her thumb up to Denise’s clit. She pressed down on it as she teased her fingers just inside of Denise’s pussy. Denise writhed under her gentle touch. “You like. "I couldn't see her but I heard her shifting around. I hoped she was still drunk. In that case she might believe me and let me sneak off into my room. I saw her outline trying to sit up. For a brief second she loosened her grip on my wrist, and I thought I was home free, but the way she did it made her hand brush against my cock. She immediately grabbed my dick in her hand. Fuck, fuck, fuck. I was so embarrassed, and I just knew the next place I'd be going that night was jail. Like a blind.