She looked around and asked where and when? I wasn’t going to put this off because she could start thinking that it wouldn’t be a good idea. I t...ld her we could do it now. We could go into the backroom. No one could see us there and I would hear the door if someone came in. We went in to the backroom where the stock is stored. I stopped by a table that we work at. I made sure it was clear and then I picked her up and sat her on the table. She looked around to make sure no one else was. "Yeah, I know Bobby, thanks, but I still feel like shit. It's been getting harder and harder. I feel like I am losing control. Dave asks me what's going on but I am too ashamed to tell him." Whoa Nancy, when do you have trouble talking with him? Girl, I don't know that much about your past, but if you're having trouble the best person to talk to is Dave. Don't be a fool and not talk to him. I hear it and see it all the time. Stupid fucking boyfriends, or married idiots coming in here not only. They sat around a large table round table, Stacy couldn't believe this was going the way it was as she looked in anger at I who continued his debate with Reginald. She couldn't stand it any longer. Her body felt so good and her pussy was aching for it, but she bit her tongue as she tried to bare it for a little while longer. She hoped they wouldn't stay long, she had lost track of what was happening around her other than her desire. Almost 15 minutes had passed before she realized that she was. My hands slid smoothly down her shoulders; almost to her elbows. I felt her shiver again; goose bumps rising upon her flesh, as my hands moved in and up. A gasp escaped her as I grasped both breasts, squeezing them roughly until that delicious valley was an obscene canyon.Again I kissed her neck, her head turning away to arch it toward me, “Oh ... Jason ... No...”When I looked up at her face I saw that she had her eyes tightly closed, her mouth open as her chest rose and fell within my arms. In.