Things were even more interesting at work after our hot encounter. I very much wanted to fuck her hot little pussy, but still had those inhibitions ab...ut being her boss. Plus, I had a steady girlfriend and she had her boyfriend. It was complicated so we settled for stolen glances, rubbing against each other in the copy room, and flirting. The other girl in the office was Cheryl. She was very nice looking, slender and petite, but rather flat chested. Cheryl was married, but I could tell she had. He moaned as he felt the vast sphere’s completely filling his hands, and the hard buds of her nipples pressing against the centre of his palms. Her breasts felt so warm, soft and smooth, they were absolutely perfect in every way. ‘Oh God,’ groaned Caladium as he gave the Princess’s royal jugs a slight squeeze, marvelling at the firmness of her massive breasts. He’d once got a titfuck from a busty milkmaid. She’d had a nice big pair of tits, but nothing like these puppies. Princess Juniper was. This wasn't because her existing clients were in any way better than the rest of humanity, but because they were all known quantities. She knew what to expect and normally there were very few surprises.Prostitution was still illegal, of course. Successive governments had tightened legislation against the trade at exactly the same rate as economic circumstances compelled ever more women were to take it up. The result of this was that women like Lindiwe were even more vulnerable to the predations. I wondered why but in the same instance was very curious about this land and its inhabitants. My arrival in her proximity shook her out of the momentary stupor she had fallen under, but that youthful glee kept its composure within her. She outstretched a hand introducing herself, "I am Raven. The ruler of this fair city and the reason why everyone here is so ecstatic about living. Have you ever been influenced by some outer source to feel horrible about a mistake you have made, or maybe during.