I could feel a warm tingling moving down between my legs; whether I liked it or not, my body was responding. I just stood there motionless as I watche... him slowly working himself with his hand. I looked back up at his face where he was intently staring at me, clearly getting more and more intensely aroused having an audience. This went on for a minute or so, both of us feeling the growing erotic tension of the situation. I could feel myself subconsciously squeezing my thighs, shifting my weight. I was turning into a man. When I left and reached the closet, I knew that he had to have had circus freaks on his mind that morning. I was tall, maybe 62 or 63 and between my legs I had a pretty big damn dick. It swayed as I moved and my balls hung low. That would have been fine, but smack dap in the middle of my chest was a dick. It was at least as big as the one between my legs and like it, two balls hung below it. He or better, she, was waiting on the bed when I came around the corner. His. I nestled myself in between her legs, widening them slightly so I had better access. I was slightly nervous, this being my first contact with a pussy other than my own. I kissed down each of the lips and then peeled everything back, revealing her wetness on the inside. With the tip of my tongue I experimentally flicked it over her clitoris, which was peaking through the folds of wetness. Meg seemed to like this, so I did it over and over until she was very vocal with her appreciations. Not bad,. They direct me to his office and i walk in. Your expression is concealed by your perfect mask, but i know that face. you're pissed. I laugh and sit at the chair at the other side of your desk. You look at me with those pale green eyes.They burn. I'm so sure you smell my perfume. I made sure to use your favorite scent. "How is your day baby?"You roll your eyes at me and continue your work. I giggle some more and get up. I walk over to your side of the desk. I rub your shoulders and you're super.