I knew what was coming and I happily did as I was told, sitting on the front edge, laying back and spreading my legs wide.“You have a beautiful puss... Isabella, nice and compact with no lots of flaps, although I’m told that a girl’s flaps are very sensitive, but that clit of yours more than makes up for you not having any flaps. Are you normally as wet as that Isabella, apart from that one touch of you clit earlier your pussy hasn’t had that much attention but it’s dripping, you’ll never need. As usual my male team members started to flirt with those girls and volunteered to train those girls. None were ready to train this guy, perhaps they were jealous of his physic. So he was sitting next to me with notes in his hand. He was writing down everything I was teaching him. I thought of having fun with him.Next day, I went to office wearing a formal tight shirt and formal skirt with thigh length. As usual he was sitting next to me. I purposely crossed my legs so that he can see my inners. This session kept going on for 3 hours. After fucking me for so long, they fell asleep on me. And even I slept in there and cummed all over me.After some time, I woke up and cleaned myself. I wore my clothes. The guys were still sleeping.The train was 4 hours late. I was sitting as all of them woke up and saw me in clothes. They asked me who told me to wear clothes. They opened my suitcase and took out a small crop-top with a deep neck and a small skirt. And they asked me to wear it. I wore it. We had apparently a broadband connection with a wireless router, I say apparently because this is an area of expertise that is closed to me. She was proving to be very efficient, but I was finding her a pain in the butt. Unlike HL, who seemed to have a sixth sense and avoided interrupting me when I was dallying with one of the ladies, Annabelle seemed intent on disrupting my pleasures.Other things were shaping up nicely, all the ladies were under the same gynaecologist, a chap that we had known.