The next thing I knew, his leg was ever so slowly moving against mine, like he was raising his leg off the ground a bit and his trouser leg was brushi...g against my tights (like most of the girls I wore a short skirt and as it was winter, dark black tights).Again, my initial thought was “I really need to pull away from this” but again – something in my mind said “no, why the hell should I”. As a bit of context – I’d been single for about 3 months (which for me, at that time, was quite a lengthy. ..understand whore” he lifted her chin “UNDERSTAND”….”yes sir” she heard herself whisper, feeling better that sir was in charge. And he was in charge leading Ruth to the end of the conference table, taking great pleasure watching her tiny skirt rise and fall as she walked giving her audience a great view of her pert ass. Ruth was compliant doing as sir directed, soon she was arms and legs stretch fully leaning on the table, she felt pleasure run through her body knowing four men were behind her. We shared it for a while until he asked if he could fuck me while I finish it off.He wasn't exactly my type...lol... but I needed a Cock in me. He was kind of small in that department but it would do.I stood and bent over, my pumps raising my ass up perfectly for easy access and got back to sucking that big Cock. My skirt was pulled up and fingers began entering both my holes as I slurped away.I heard the squirt of lube and much to my surprise his Cock slid in my asshole. His fingers found my. We can't have that! Another smack, and another and another. What?! You're dripping AGAIN! Let me help with that I can run a finger across your sopping pussy, mmm, collecting your juices in my hand, parting your slick pussy lips as I travel forward, deeper, maybe I'll just GRAZE your clit a few times, a few dozen times. Hold on , that's too much moaning. SMACK! Again, no moaning until I tell you. Now here, lick my fingers clean, it's the least you can do for making me clean up your mess, lick.