"I don't know who to root for here," laughed Inez. "Is is possible for both teams to lose?" This series featured the New York Mets – hated crosstown...rivals of her beloved Yankees – and a team she found even more loathsome, the Yankees' intra-division foe, the Boston Red Sox.Naturally, I had a different perspective. This was a matchup of the Phillies' division rival, the Mets, against the Red Sox, a completely neutral entity to me. "I know who I'm rooting for!" I exclaimed. "Go Red Sox!" But I. I straightened up and went over to the door and closed the blinds. "Lilly Rose, what are you doing?" Mehmet asked. His eyes were captivated by me swaying my sexy body in front of him sexily. Mehmet felt arousal in his groin as his dick began hardening in his black jeans. Arousal grew more and more so that he grimaced in the uncomfortableness he was experiencing in his pants as I unzipped my dress and it fell to the floor. "Mehmet," someone called."Quick, under the desk!" Mehmet said. I grabbed. "Hey," she greeted me. "Come on in. Can I get you something?" Uh, no thanks. I'm fine." I think I was more nervous than she was.I followed her in and closed the door. She looked amazing, as usual. She was wearing a pink sleeveless top with spaghetti straps. It looked about two sizes too small for her as it practically adhered to her lithe, supple body. It came down to the top of her navel. Her flat stomach and pierced bellybutton showed prominently. She had on a tiny white skirt with poofy. "Mmmm Ben, fuck me," He sighed in pleasure at my velvety heat pulsing around him. My pussy spasmed around his cock hungrily. He quickly pulled back and thrust again, biting and licking my neck as he did so. My moans getting louder, exposing my neck further, he pressed his lips harder into my tasty skin. My lips were so firmly sealed around his cock, the fluids that kept secreting at a near dizzying pace covered him, and I felt it squelch inside me with every thrust. My nipples slid gracefully.