Doch heute ist alles anders. Es sind Sommerferien und die nächsten 2 bis 4 Wochen wird dies der Schauplatz eines gewaltigne Geschlechterkampfes. Eine...Armee aus männern und eine aus Frauen werden bis zum letzten Krieger oder Kriegerin kämpfne um zu klären, welches das starke Geschlecht ist.Ein paar großmäulige politische Aktivisten hatten über Soziale Medien dazu aufgrufen. Eigentlich nur um selbst berühmeter zu werden. Doch dann waren statt der erwarteten 20 bis 30 Leute etwa 150 Pro Geschlecht. Opening the door I see you in your skirt, white top, and sandals. I love that the spaghetti straps fall over your shoulders as I begin to kiss you before the door is even shut. The anticipation, and excitement building with each of us as we continue to kiss. Me pressing you against the door with my mouth and body. Your panties starting to moisten up as you hear the door lock behind you. Pushing me back with a devilish grin across your face. Leading me backwards to the bathroom. Tugging at. My eyes settled on a figure who was vacuuming at the other end of the office, and I cracked a faint smile. It was Annalyn, the Filipina cleaning girl who worked the evenings getting the office cleaned after us drones left. If there was one bright spot of the crappy unpaid overtime I had been putting in over the last few days, it had to be her. In our brief exchanges over the past few days, I had been struck by her constant cheerfulness. It reminded me that if someone could be so upbeat despite. Jessica grabbed my ass with both hands pulling me into her as she lifted her head to suck on my nipples. I started fucking her harder as I could feel my balls contract. I was moaning loudly as she whimpered against my chest. I looked down to see those beautiful shoulders below me and her tits jiggling as her mouth moved to my other nipple and I burst deep into her with a yell. Jessica's pussy just kept contracting around my cock as she came with me. We collapsed to the floor, and we kissed.