I look to the ground feeling ashamed and turned on. "Yes, I know what you're talking about," I whisper, unsure and confused by the whole situation but...yet excited. "Now, now slut did I give you permission to talk? Seems like I will have to show you your place. Go get your toys and then go to my room. " I nodded and hurried into my room feeling the excitement rush through my body. I quickly grabbed the box and walked across the hall into his room. He wasn't there yet. I placed the box onto the. She moans at the heat of my saliva touching her clit and moving its way down her pussy making her wetter as she feels the egg approach her love tunnel. I move the egg to her entrance and push lightly she moans as she feels it start to slowly spread her lips as it enters her i pull is out slightly teasing and then push back in this time all the way tell the egg in inside her and the little drawstring that is used to remove the egg hanging out of her pussy. I step back and admire the scene in. He ground against her clit, marveling at the moans elicited, and leaned forward to press his face against the flimsy cloth hiding her essence. He gasped in wonder when no hairs poked through the fabric to tickle his nose, and pulled back, noticing for the first time, that she was, just like the first Christmas, completely bald. ‘Oh, El,’ he gasped softly, looking up at her. Her smile was genuine and knowing. She knew how he craved her smooth lips and she decided to reward him again. With a. Except that she was hot. And to an IT guy, that’s all that mattered anyway. She appeared to be around 30, very quiet, professional. I had only gotten to see here a couple times in passing previously, grabbing lunch in the cafe, or passing by in the hallway. And as she turned around and got up to greet me, all of those mental images of her came flooding back.There she stood, all 5'10" of her, obviously irritated with her current technical difficulties. Her usually long red hair had been hastily.