It was maybe a couple of years later when I became obsessed with another girl at work – another Top Ten Pants-Spunk – that I threw caution to the ...indow and stood outside Her office ogling Her through the window until She made me spunk my pants. But that wasn’t an option with Miss Rosie as She was in a big office with lots of other people and didn’t sit near a window or anything. I thought it was going to be another unrequited worship episode when, quite by chance, a perfect opportunity came up. Now with each thrust she was going deeper and by her moans she was loving it. She slammed down the final bit and found her ass resting on the balls and her cunt as full as its ever been. By this time Mr A hand was in his sweatpants jerking his cock hoping she didnt turn around and ruin his show . His pre cum was starting to drop and leave a wet spot in his pants. She sat for a second not moving getting used to the size of the cock filling her then began to grind down on the balls impaling her. I could feel the sensation building up within my stomach and in between my clitty and ass. He was making me cum.Engulfed in ecstasy I began tensing up and grabbing his body. My was legs were shaking as I gave him even deeper access by locking my legs around him. Pressing my pelvis hard onto his bouncing body, it sent a tingling shiver from my belly down my ass from his cock expanded me. It followed the way his cock went, in and out, hard long strokes.By this time, my limp clit began cumming. I. “Dearest Mark, I’m being totally serious. Hannah is too. Will you marry me?”“Yes, Mark,” Hannah added. “Will you marry me?”“Emily, Hannah, I can’t accept your proposals when you’re drugged!”Emily shook her head fiercely. “This isn’t the drug! I’m feeling extremely horny, but the love and hope of having you as my husband is allowing me to suppress all that. I want my wedding night with you to come later.”“Yes, me too,” laughed Hannah. “I’ll want privacy on our wedding night!”Holly was also.