" How do you...never mind." Selena said perplexed. She stepped up to Emily where their breasts lightly grazed each other. "Slaves need to be punished,...don't they Em?" Yes mistress." Emily responded. Her earlier fears of being caught had all but gone away. Her pussy was getting soaked just being near Selena and thinking about her lips on her clit."After your done shooting here come to my trailer. I've got a present for a good slave like you." And Selena walked away leaving Emily with her panties. She was talking to the IT people and doing what she was told. After a bit it finally worked and I was office free. It was summer and MJ was clad in a tank top and shorts and I was wearing just shorts. It took all I had not to tease her while she was working and a stern look on one attempt kept my hands in check. And my mouth. While she was working I got a call from Betty who wanted to borrow my car to get a grille for her daughter. I had told her I was having someone over and what we were doing. I could feel her body responding as she subtly moved with me.There were a million things I wanted to say, but what came out was, “Put your hands on the wall.”She hesitated, and I wasn’t sure if maybe I had misjudged the situation. But I was committed to it now; my hand was on her panties, so I don’t think there was any question of my intent.“Put your hands on the wall so I can fuck you,” I said more directly.And she did just that.As good as that skirt looked on, I wanted it off. I took a step. “Yeah,” Alyssa said pulling the condom out of her pants pocket. After that, we continued to make out for a while. Then I decided to put my hand up her shirt. I started to squeeze her B sized breast when she let out a soft moan. I knew I was doing well, and so I decided to try the other way. I started to unbutton and unzip her pants. I slid my hand down under her panties, and then stuck my middle finger into her pussy. Alyssa started to breathe heavily, and then she pulled away from my lips. She.