My pussy was juicing up, and all the time I could feel her, her breath, her hair, her perfume and her warmth as she moved around me.“It’s B,” I ...nnounced, proud as a pre-schooler with a correct answer. She stepped away, and I could hear the click of her heels on the tile floor as she approached her desk. “I’m sorry It's hot in here,” she commented, and I heard the rustle of fabric before she added, “I’ll just turn the air conditioner up a little.” The heels clicked again, and I sensed her. Tiffany wrapped her hand around my cock and gripped it tugging on it as I played in her panties. I could hear the wet squishing sounds my fingers were making in her sopping wet pussy."Damn, Tiffany, you are a wet-cunted slut, aren't you?" I said as I pushed my fingers deep into her again."Just getting ready for that big, hard, fat cock! I always want to be wet and ready for you, baby!" she said with her trademark smile.My fingers churning in her wet pussy soon had Tiffany squirming and moaning. "How is Charlie, anyway?"I sighed. "She's not doing all that well. She was close to her dad, andthen to lose him the way she did..."Brenda Wallace nodded. "I know. I've been so sick and tired of all thepraise those super people get. Then this one that was supposed to be abig time super hero up and kills a cop, and everybody was surprised! Notme!"Nancy said, "Keep that crap to yourself, Bren. Arachnya saved my son, Iknow she's on the good side. It couldn't have been her that killedHenry." You. I had broken up with my boyfriend about 6 months ago and hadn’t started dating anyone new yet.Knowing I was the only one in the office and everyone else was at the club, I decided to make myself come before I met up with the others. I slid my hand up under my bra and started to squeeze my nipples. Then I stepped out of my slacks and sat down and put my feet up on my desk and began to rub my clit. My pussy was already wet from looking at all those vibrators and sex toys, so I slid my fingers.