I hear your cheerful "good afternoon," exchanges with each person you pass all fantasizing about you, no doubt. Male, female....makes no difference. ...o close to my office now, that the tapping is accompanied by the swish of your skirt against your nylon stockings. I feel my cock beginning to strain against the fabric of my trousers. Sauntering in, you slowly close and lock the door behind you with a sly smile. "Whatever should we do for lunch?" you ask, taking a seat on the desk in front of. Encouraging muffled groans announce your g-spot's pleasure as you begin to ejaculate over the banister, forcing some to shoot out. I pull your head down as you squirt so that you might grasp your situation, following a stream of cunt water three stories down to the hardwood below. My dirty chuckle frightens you more than how long it took for the splash as I begin raising you up and down by your throat on the now glistening pole. Each thrust making more of it disappear, your pussy lips wrapped. ” To mai bola. “sachi mai bataun didi?” Wo boli, “are yaar bol bhi ab.” “Didi aap mujhe bahut sexy lagti ho aapki badi-badi chunchee aur chootar dekh kar mera bura haal hua pada hai aur mere lund ki to pucho hi mat …hai aapke hoth badi-badi ankhen aapko ek dam kamuk banati hai. Mai hi kya koi 70 saal ka buddha bhi dekhe to pagal ho jaye” mai ek hi saans mai sab bol gya. “Sach mai tuhje itni achchi lagti hoon?” “Haaan…didi.” “Aur kya –kya man karta hai tera?” “Mera didi jab aap khana bana rahi. The bastards had to inflict this humiliation as well onto the boy as they stood around him grinning. They wanted to see him do it in his jeans. Fermin knew, they could still hurt him or damage him badly if he did not do what was asked of him. He started to wet his jeans as they wanted to see it.Fermin had thought that he would do it just a little bit to satisfy them and hopefully they would leave him alone but as he started, it was like the dam broke or the flood gates being flown open. He.