Deep in my thoughts of me and this man together, which was shattered by your voice...I say, excuse me, I didn't hear what you said...The lifts close, ...s you walk closer to me, rubbing your groin against me as you lean closer to kiss my lipsI close my eyes, waiting, wanting your kissYou move closer, kissing me, as your hand feels over top top and down your bodyYou push your lips over mine as the lift reaches our destinationMmmm, I lean into you. Feeling you, touching your hard young body..You am. I know she is dead and beyond recitation. I grabbed her head and kissed her passionately, tasting her sweet saliva and feeling her tongue with mine. Girls like her would not even look at my way and now there’s one here all to myself. A moment later I turned her around and began to unzip her dress and pulling it down. She had no bra so I moved on to her panties, it was already soaked and to my dismal she shitted her self. But I was not deterred, I took off her underwear and tossed it aside, then. I heard, “ ... a damn what he wants, he has to work through this department.”He was planning to say more I think but had to stop to take a breath. “Who the fuck are you, asshole?”“Uh, I’m Damon Winsler, manager of the investments department.”“Fine. Who’s your boss?”“Uh. Who are you, sir?”“I am the customer you don’t give a damn about what I want, X F Marigold.”“I’m sorry, Mister Marigold. You shouldn’t have heard that. Miz Folsom was wrong to talk once she knew who you are.”“Well, we’re agreed. I kicked off the covers and liberate my stiff rod from my boxers, consigning them to the laundry basket in the corner of the room in one swift throw. I reached for the top drawer in the bedside unit to retrieve some lube and a similar bullet vibe to ours. I lay back and gently stroked my cock, slightly amazed at how much pre cum there was already. I scooped some onto my finger and ran it over my lips, tasting the sticky tangy of my own juices before running my fingers back up and down my shaft..