He walked down the hallway and into the office complex where he had his workstation and office. Julie was sitting at the front desk as always. He doub...ed she ever left.“Hi, Bill and welcome back. How was your holiday?” He really didn’t like Julie.“It was fucking amazing. Didn’t see a single soul the entire trip. Can you imagine? Not a single soul for a looong time. Guess that’s what heaven must be like.” Then again, he didn’t really like anyone.“I’m glad your back. Things have been going a bit. I pulled away and started to yank up my jeans. "Ok seriously, I'm leaving." He jerked on my jeans simultaneously pulling me back to him and lowering them again so he could spank me for being naughty. The sting felt wonderful and I felt him move my thong to the side and heard him unzip his pants. "You gonna fuck me? Yea, you better..."I felt his calloused hands return to both my nipples and my clit. I felt his hard shaft slide between my cheeks and I ached to feel him inside me. His thumb on my. ***“Did she do it?” Patrick asked, having stopped trying to score at beer pong a few minutes ago.“Yeah, she did it, and she’s going fuckin’ crazy on my dick down here.”“Looks like we’ve got us a new frat house cumdump!”Patrick deftly overturned the table onto its side which sent the cups and ping-pong balls clattering down to the floor. What was left in its place, situated between the pair of them and on full display for anybody interested in seeing some freshman party slut go to town on a. I was his first ever trans experience, he was quite nervous so after chatting for a while and making him some coffee, I helped him relax, slipped his jeans down and saw what he had to offer – well, not a lot to be perfectly honest and difficult to get him into the correct position to actually get him in my mouth because his stomach was so big, even horizontal it was a problem.But of course, a little imagination goes a long way and when I finally got him in the back of my mouth and I could deep.