She was wearing rumpled sweats and sneakers. "What happened Pammy? Who hit you?" B-Betty, she punched me out, I told her she was fat and ugly, and she...slapped me and called me bad names, but I was horny and tried to make lo- fuck her but she pushed me and I had to mastur- play with my pussy and she punched me but I was so hot I kept rubbing my clit and..." She was like the Eveready bunny as her mouth kept running and running. "Slow down Pam, relax, come into my office and we'll talk"I escorted. I started to slip the sneakers on, but then I realized the I had no socks.And without socks, the pantyhose were going to be easy to see around myankles."Maybe you should go get me a pair of your socks," I said."Like anyone's going to be looking at your ankles! You'll be fine."I slipped the sneakers on, and the three of us were off. There was no doubtabout it, walking around with all that stuff on felt different and weird,but good at the same time. I was definitely aware of the feeling of the. Allto quickly I feel him squirting his seed inside my pussy. I groan in disappointmentand squeeze with my muscles trying to cling his warmth, and strength; all Isucceed in doing is wringing a final spurt from him as he pulls away. My poor pussy is left grasping at the cool empty air. His cum starts to trickledown my inner thigh He pulls my hand away when I reach down to staunch theflow from my poor abandoned puss. I really wasn't going to touch my throbbingclit but he prevents it anyway. I sob. Then he starts pressing himself against you. You can feel he's aroused and you start to have ideas about what it is he's pressing into you. Am I right?" Yes. Cos when he was doing that to me all that kept running through my mind was the idea I could be telling you when you phoned later." Telling me what?" That he'd gotten me aroused and of how hard and big he felt." Is that all?"For a moment she kept her thoughts to herself."Well?" I prompted."No. I admit it also crossed my mind of how you.