The warehouse was cold, damp and dark. There were a few wooden tables and old clothes scattered on the floor. Was someone else here? I swallowed hard ...nd looked at the old file cabinets and metal gate that led to nowhere. The warehouse might not be haunted, but it was huge.I heard some mice scattering about and I was starting to get scared. However, I wasn’t going to let my fear get the best of me. I gingerly climbed up the stairs, constantly looking behind me as I did so. When I entered the. Sexual harassment is a very real and serious offense and I was anxious that perhaps I’d crossed a line. She chatted jovially with the team, at one point glancing at me out of the corner of her eye and giving a slight nod. I took that as a sign that all was well and relaxed for the remainder of the time. At the close of the meeting Jen announced that she would be setting up one-on-one interviews with the team so that she could get to know everyone. We all stood and Jen started chatting with one. Her thighs, pressed together, created the subtlest of pressures, reminding her of how she could press her legs together in this fashion, tightening and relaxing, tightening and relaxing, feeling the pleasure those changes brought. She squeezed her thighs now, to recreate that sensation for a moment, and discovered that the relaxing was of less effect, since the bindings held her legs nearly as tightly when she relaxed as when she tensed.Occupied with these thoughts, she was surprised to find. Pooja too was wet,. I felt her wet juice on my fingers.I took it out and lick it.Saanvi had her jucies on my dick.Now Pooja was begging me to fuck her.She could not take it anymore.I asked her that she was on her periods, he said she had lied to avoid getting hammered for all other days and she could not have handled it. I was furious now.I was fucking Sanvi in anger aswell “Fuckkkkk take it bitch sssss ahh fuck.Sluts want my cock huh.How does that feel. Ahhhh fuck u like it ” Saanvi was.