” Having warned me he pinched the top button of my blouse and popped it open. I lifted my head until my chin was mashed on my chest and watched une...sily as he fingered open the second button. I had five buttons on my blouse and he had just opened two, enough that my bra was half exposed. I dropped my head back and told him to stop, we were done playing. He looked down on me, opened the third button and replied, “Who's playing? I told you I was going to take something off you.”Two feelings. Knowles and I was sitting at my desk working with my laptop on and the surveillance program running. I was always fascinated by the technology that allowed me to track her car. Grace was taking evening appointments at the psychiatrist's office on Wednesdays now so she wouldn't have to leave her job early. I noticed that she arrived at the office for her appointment and a short time later her car left the parking lot and moved up the street two blocks and parked again. I tried to remember what. This was definitely beyond my comfort zone but it felt so good I didnt make him stop. He noticed that I was getting into it and grabbed the lotion next to him, squirted some on me and kept going. It felt amazing. A couple years before that I got sucked off a few times by a neighborhood girl but that was nothing compared to this. He kept slowly rubbing and squeezing me and I forgot about everything, focusing on the immense pleasure. I closed my eyes and laid back letting him do what he wanted. That fat guys hand in that poor little sluts ass, her skirt wet and dirty and lifted up to her hip. And then those perky tits under the top, wet of all that gag and cum and her totally destrosed face with black mascara lines and cum all over her so beautifully prepared face. And in her mouth pieces of toilet paper. A picture you'll never forget. And she moaned like a whore that never gets enough. She pissed as the fat guy fucks her hole like a jackhammer. He ploped his hand in and out. Her ass.