A girl like me shouldn't wear a low-cut shirt ifI don't want guys like him checking me out. Well, the excuses arebullshit. Just because I'm busty does...'t mean I need to dress like a nun.Once I got settled in my office, things went more smoothly. Paul didn'thave the balls to bother me in my domain. I worked through the morninguninterrupted, then headed downstairs to grab some lunch.I ran into Brad in the elevator, and decided my blouse should be morerevealing, not less. Maybe my skirt could have. Darius unsnapped the leash and Mioki was left to provide service to anyone and everyone. The first guest to approach was an attractive, middle aged woman, stylishly dressed in a low cut gown slit entirely up one side to her waist, and spike heels. Her brunette hair was cut short and there was a hardness in her eyes, a superiority, as well as lust."Eat me," was all she said.Mioki parted the dress, pulled down the silk panties and placed her lips against the labial lips of her temporary master.. After he was balls deep, I kept banging the floor telling him not to move. After about 10 seconds Paul said "I can't wait"He then started the back and forth motion, slow at first the pounding. I had my face on the floor with my hand holding my ass cheeks apart.Paul asked if I liked being fuckedOMG YESwill you let me fuck you all the timeOMG YES, please fuck me I saidHe kept driving his cock in me as far as it would go I was grunting with every thrust, asking for more, no begging for more.Then. You just can't get rid ofthem...uh...I mean...look at Becky. Yeah! She has big boobs, but youdon't hear complaining." I'm not Becky! Just because we're sisters doesn't mean we have to likethe same things." Ginny growled. "Do you know she spends a TREMENDOUSamount of time in front of the mirror trying all sorts of make-up,jewelry, hats, dresses, and AAAHHHR!"Everyone in the ice-cream parlor stopped at that moment to stare atGinny who was breathing heavily while tightly clutching her fists.After.