"No," she said feeling a delicious thrill run over her body. "I want you to fuck me."The stranger gave a grunt of satisfaction and returned to work. H... pulled her left arm up and with a small bit of fumbling soon had that cuff off and laying on the ground. Then he picked up the end cuff dangling from her right wrist and snapped it in place on her left wrist. He reached up and grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked her head up and back. Leaning over her shoulder he kissed her again fiercely. This was all happening because he was finding it hard to concentrate. It’s not easy to work a computer if you are getting blown at the same time.Seymour’s secretary was one hot bitch and she was also one dirty bitch. One thing she really loved doing was sucking dick. That and sitting on faces. She was having a fun time at that moment, squatting between the detective’s legs, perched on three inch killer heels.She knew exactly what buttons to push on her boss and she was pushing them now. . I guess I should get dressed... then I remembered, the washing! I had no underwear left, but it was a fine day and should dry quickly. So I heaved the load into the basket and stepped out the back door into the sunshine, walking carefully down the path to the line. I started pegging out the panties; black crotch less lace, tiger striped g-string, red satin bows, white burlesque frillies, and all the rest - like pretty flowers floating in the breeze. I smiled at my collection of lingerie,. Ms Jones, the Human Biology and Sex Ed teacher, had already exhausted all the legal material for her class, attended by sixteen-year-olds Molly and Rachael.The exams were nearly over and most students would be leaving soon for the long summer holiday and then start at sixth form college. Ms Jones planned one last day for her class to remember - a trip to the slightly obscure Mothers Milk farm. It had no web-site and no need for any advertising, but was very well known by the local maternity.