And by way of greeting his new blonde farmboy, he grinned his yellow teeth, and pushed his meaty paw away from his body, pulling the loose drawstring ...f his sweatpants with it, letting his had prong spring free. It was like a long rough club - thick veins snaked up the sides of the flanged cock, the skin glistening a dusky brown, the precum and dried dickcheese giving it its own mesmerising appearance. He grunted to the two muscle boys that had found Riley and were bringing him over,. Now if you just lean forward a little, and place you hands on that chair-back, John will just feel your panty gusset for us. Thanks John, just rub up and down along her gusset please. Very warm is it? Nice. Oh Debbie, you’re pushing back against his hand, that’s very commendable! Oh, you’re getting wet are you? That will be helpful later! John, it looks as though her gusset it going into her pussy a little bit, is that right? Oh, it is? Perhaps let up a little for now then, we don’t want to get. In milliseconds, they both realized what had happened and tried again. No rings ... dead air ... a tentative Hello and a return Hello, also tentative."Vee?" asked the Commissioner."Commissioner?" asked Vee.There was just enough space between inquiries for them to be satisfied."Princess?" sighed Mr. Zalewski. "How may I help you?" Don't fire your secretary," Vee said. "I imagine I panicked her." You did that ... for sure," Gary said. "She's in tears ... I can hear her sobbing through my office. I don't want you to feel any more uncomfortable than you already do." She shook her head slightly and smiled."I really should." she murmured. "Get dressed. I should really feel uncomfortable." Her smiled widened. "What's funny is, I don't." The questioning look on my face must have relayed my confusion. "I don't, ...feel like getting dressed." She said slowly."Oh, please don't then! I love looking at you!" I told her earnestly."You're sweet. Do you really?" She sat up a bit straighter."I do!.