" You're a peach, Deb." No, I'm a sucker, but I think you're sweet, Ellie.---"Ellie?" Deb asked. It was several days after the incident in the lunchr...om but nothing further had been said. I still felt unclothed without my suit coat, despite how much more comfortable it was without it. "Can you cover for me a while, I need to run over to the Post Office." I guess so. What do I do?" Just sit at my desk and look beautiful, just like I do." I think I can handle that." If anyone comes in just. I was giving him short uninterested answers because the whole time this is happening the black man pulls his cock out, is squeezing my ass and begins fingering me under my dress. The guy to my left asked directly if I was interested in him or rather stay with him(referring to the black guy). I don’t even know what I really responded...something along the lines of uhmm idk and smiled. I could tell he was over it considering I wasn’t really talking to him and this other guy is groping me in front. Mary had to shift againto enable her to see what was happening. Brother Thomas proved to be anexpert makeup artist and in a matter of minutes had Patrick lookinglike, if not a beautiful young woman then at least a passable one.Mary now knew what was to come next and pushed herself behind the row ofcoats as Brother Thomas came into the walk-in wardrobe to find Patrick asuitable dress. Mary felt relieved that he had known exactly what hewas looking for and was in and out so quickly.She got back. He continued to rub my clit as he ground his hips into me in a circular motion. “Remember Slut, no cuming without permission.”I was already on the precipice when he began to thrust his cock in and out with long deliberate strokes. He increased gradually increased the speed of his thrust along with the manipulation of my engorged clit. Everytime he thrust into me he hit my G-spot and I could feel my orgasm building deep in my belly. “Oh, please Daddy can I cum,” I begged and whimpered between.