Apparently the blonde bimbo didn’t mean all that much to him if he’d been thinking of her all this time. She might not deserve him, but damn it he...was hers and she didn’t want anyone else to have him. And here he was with her right now while that bitch waited for the pizza guy back in his apartment. The cinderblock wall at her back was cold, but his chest was so hot she could feel it through her dress and it ignited all her nerve endings until she felt like she was burning up from the inside. I spread her legs and slipped two fingers inside her. I started to finger her pussy as my other hand rubbed hard on her clit. She started to writhe and whimper loudly as my fingers did their job. Her body started to shake and I could feel her pussy tighten around my fingers. It was then that I felt her gush, warm liquid gushed from her pussy onto my hand, as she lay back shaking from the strength of her orgasm. As she lay back recuperating from her orgasm, I used my wet pussy soaked hand to. Not just their bodies, but also in howthey showed no shame about showing off the goods.They were all smiling. Some blew kisses and some of themhad that ?look? in their eye, when a woman is damn sexy andshe knows it. Dominick flipped through the magazine five orsix times, becoming increasingly more aroused as the timewent on. He then noticed the Ziploc bag with the bra andpanties in it. After becoming titillated by those pictures,he had forgotten all about the bag. He wondered why someonewould. That was for the men to do. Uh…the receptionists stool! Barbie didn’t see the receptionist, but she didn’t think she’d mind. She spread her legs as far as they could go, lifting one to the top of the desk. She pulled the duster to her sopping cunt, only to find that she had the wrong end. She was *so* silly sometimes! But oooh, that *did* tickle nicely. She shuddered. All this teasing, slightly sweeping the feathers over her spread lips, was driving her mad. She could feel her insides heating.