Julie remembered Greg’s question about where ‘we’ could have dinner. She felt a nervous, sinking feeling that she was in fact the one he intende... to have dinner with. When they got back to the office, her fears were confirmed. Her boss called her into his office after the customers had gone. ‘Julie,’ he began in his serious voice, ‘I don’t have to tell you what these guys could mean. To the company and to you,’ he added for emphasis. ‘Now the presentation… could have gone better,’ he said. It's much larger now than when we started. In fact, I bet I could fit my whole fist in there now. Let's find out!" Oh please God no!" Oh, it pleases your God yes," she quipped.She started with four fingers easily enough and then tucked her thumb in beside them and started fucking me with five fingers for a bit. "Things are getting a little too dry back here so I'll do you a favor and let you lick my fingers." Into my mouth went her fingers as she gave my balls a more forceful squeeze to let me. She was leaning against the back wall of bathroom, with her crutches stored neatly against the shower door. I was taken aback, but remained to act professionally. I got her to lean against the sink. The sink was just too high for her, so I asked her to stand on her toes. I stood next to her, and I told her, “Insert a finger into your vagina. If your hand is inside the sink, then it’s safe to pee.” Sarah complied with my instructions, and I gave her a nod. She pulled out her finger, spread her. Taking a deep breath, Will shouted, “Get o-off of me!” he yelled, stuttering as Rachel had began to slide back and forward on his lap, her twat now fully engulfing his dick, her tight and wet pussy squeezing his dick, whose shaft slid in and out of her twat.“I’ve loved you for so long, Will”, she whispered into his ear, licking the outside.“I don’t love you!” Will yelled back, “I-uhh-I hate you..uh-you...uh”, Will stuttered again, the feeling of Rachel’s pussy juices felt so good against his.