“You are a nasty little fucking white whore.” He whispered into my ear as he pulled me back onto him and launched into me even deeper. I screamed ...n pleasure as the room was filled with the sounds of his skin slapping against mine. My second orgasm began to overtake me but he did not slow down. “What is going on in here” I looked up to see an older man standing at the doorway. His eyes looked at us, but the black guy did not even show a hint of stopping. I saw he had a bulge that was building. Frowning, he retreated thinking, this was good for Adam. He had been hurt terribly by the death of his parents and sister. Tracy obviously had taken it into her head to help Adam. On the other hand, a teen romance could lead to unwanted pregnancy and Greg did not want to see either of them hurt by that. Also, there was her mother Rachael to consider.Greg walked softly back to the doorway, and started whistling loudly and sure enough, the two kids appeared almost immediately, Adam flushed and. God his brazen statement made me shockingly horny, instantly wet and wanting a good fuck. “Is that your only thought on this set then?” I asked him, as I admired myself in the full length mirror in a corner of the office, He came and stood behind me, looking at the mirror image of me, so close I could feel him breath on my neck, it was driving me wild with passion to fuck, “if possible “he says “put ties on the bra instead of hook & eyes, makes it way easier to get it of that way”. In addition,. .. oh yes, I think I know who you mean. I have seen her looking at you. You never see the mousey ones, do you? Always have to be beautiful to ask out.”“I think you are on the ball, Freddie. That sounds like the one. Her name?”“Patricia ... Tremble ... no, Trumble: Patricia Trumble. That’s the one.”“You know what department?”“No, sorry. Might be retail banking, for she never enters our department, and most commercial operations people pop in from time to time, if only to gawk.”“Thanks, Freddie..