“Hello,” I whispered. Rebecca looked at me. Our eyes locked on to each other. “This is so not like me,” Rebecca whispered. “Me either,” ... whispered back, running my hand up her bare thigh and to her side.I leaned in and placed a light kiss on to her cheek. Rebecca took my cock into her hand and lightly played with it, running her fingers along my shaft and cupping my balls in her hand. She moved forward to the edge of my desk. She placed the head of my cock at the entry to her pussy and. My thumbs opened her wide revealing long, lacy inner lips nestled within. I sucked them into my mouth, drank the juices dripping there, pulled on them with my teeth till she cried out. My fingers spread her ass, opening her tight anus and I slid a wet finger inside as the tip of my tongue began to explore the shaft of her engorged clitoris. Her hands tightened in my hair and her hips begin to grind on my face, faster and faster but I pulled back, looked up and told her “Don’t you fucking dare. But she smiled cautiously and said, "Is it that obvious?"She had to be at least 17, maybe a bit older, and I wondered if she knew how beautiful her shy smile made her look. Let me describe Kathy, for I later learned that is her name. She is five foot five, maybe five foot six ... Her hair is dark red, certainly not brown, and she has awesome green eyes, a few freckles on her face and arms—maybe also elsewhere, I caught myself wondering. Her lips, I thought, beg to be kissed, and I expect they. 'I won't do it! I won't! she cried, and stamped her foot like a small girl in a tantrum.I crossed the gap which separated us in two strides and drove my free hand between her legs. My thumb went into her moistening crack while my horny forefinger penetrated her arse. Joy squealed with surprise and pain as I squeezed.'Time to get serious, ' I whispered in her ear. 'Feel my prick!'Held fast by my left hand she could do nothing but obey or suffer. Her soft hand closed gently around my, by now,.