We had plenty of work."Did they just tell you to go pack your things? I mean, why did they... ?" I asked."They said they were expecting a stagnation i... the market. You will all be called to the lunchroom later for a briefing."John got up, took his plastic bag and walked mechanically out of the office.We were in a state of shock. Carl was furious."A stagnation! What the hell are they talking about? We have plenty of orders and thanks to that wonderful system we can hardly keep up. How are we. “Find what you were looking for?” I murmured. He again gently brushed my lips with his as he found my waiting mound and the wet slit.“Oh! Yeah! I think so.” He sighed. Again moving his hand down the inside of my right leg to my knee then back up toward the mound his thumb touched the wet entrance of my vagina ever so gently. I jerked slightly as I felt its firmness against my clitoris.“Oooo! Yeah, you did. That’s it!” I sighed.“Feel good?” He asked. Again his fingers stroked inside my hairy. She had her hands on his hips and was trying to push back as best she could but to no avail. He was desperate and her face was his salvation. He attacked her face trying to shove his hips as far forward as he could before slamming to an abrupt stop. Kendra made a series of pleading noises as she breathed out her nostrils that were completely incoherent as she struggled against his urgent thrusting cock. He eventually fucked her so hard it pushed her out of the kneeling position and in a very. With a flick of his lighter to ignite a new cigarette, he denied that plea. He simply stared back at her across the table… and pressed lightly with his boot. The breath caught in her throat. She rotated her hips again, massaging her pussy against the tread through the thin, clinging fabric of her wet panties. And from there, her body took over. Now it was as though she were drugged. She couldn’t stop. Careful to keep her upper body absolutely still so no onlookers would suspect, under the table.