. justanother stranger. The throng just flowed around and beyond. Another half hour and the 'itch' began again as she glanced at the lineand sighed. T...ere were times when being male was a huge advantage.Sighing again, she rose and joined the queue. It was 'only' forty five minutes and she hoped her rug and hamper wereas she left them. Her gaze travelled to that section of wall. He wasstill there, looking slightly wilted and sun-blasted. 'Why?'For no reason she could understand beyond curiosity. I was reminded of a woman that Sally and I had fucked at a swinger's party in Portsmouth. Sally had the same idea and got into position on her back with her head hanging over the side of the bed. Although Mel's hair was fairly short I was able to grip enough to haul her to her feet and lead her whimpering to the bed.Sally was grinning as I positioned Mel over her, forcing her upper body down so her face was over Sally's cunt. Sally grabbed Mel's ass and pulled her down onto her mouth. Mel. T. guys to mess with them. Jake sighed. He’d just have to do something more drastic.Marta shook off the weird event. It couldn’t have actually happened like that. She must be imagining things. Not enough sleep, coffee wasn’t working yet. She rounded the corner into the I.T. office.“Hey guys, how’s it going?”The guys all stared at her. Tim was grinning openly. Hank blinked a few times and said “Holy shit, Marta… uh… it’s going great.”It was about then that Marta realized her breasts were hanging. You will wear nothing but high heeled shoes, black stockings and suspenders and a top coat or Mac." "Yes Sir." She replied meekly. "Now get over here and bend over my desk." Without a word she did as she was told. Mr Hawkins held her down across the desk by the back of her neck and with his other hand raised her skirt. "Pull her knickers down." He said to me. I removed them completely. "Now finger her cunt and get it moist." As I opened her pussy lips, it was obvious that she was already turned.