I moaned as he began to rub my clit through my matching panties, whilst continuing to suck on my tits. As I got wetter and wetter from the rubbing, he...pulled my panties to one side and began to slide his finger into me. I pushed his hand further so that he could get deeper into me as I played with his cock once more. Due to my inexperience I began to cum very quickly, letting my juices cover his finger. He pulled his finger out of my now soaked pussy and placed them to my mouth and asked me to. The paint on the translucent office door read Ms. Marlie Madison, Counseling. Arnie laughed at the idea, remembering having read how psychiatrists and psychologists had the world's highest propensity towards seeking out psychiatric care. If there was one thing Marlie needed, realized Arnie, it was a good shrink. He opened the door and walked into the waiting area. "Anybody home?"A glass window slid open. A rather portly middle aged lady stuck out her head and said, "Mister Ryan? Just have. "What's wrong with you, man? You look terrible. Willard just came up to me and told me you were laughing in here for no reason." I…need…sleep." I rub one of my bloodshot eyes and put my head back down, my shaggy black hair falling onto my wrinkled sleeves."I don't know if I can send you home, Damon, the big wig will have a sperm whale. You know, any other day when he's not around, you know I would…" He stops and I hear him sigh as he walks around to the back of my chair, squeezing my shoulders. And the effects of the alcohol were making her a lot bolder than she normally would have been. She pressed back into him feeling his cock stiffening against her ass. She then lifted her skirt so she could feel his huge cock against bare skin. All her friends cheered her on with the exception of Rhonda who looked slightly concerned.Rhonda had never seen this side of her best friend. She honestly was surprised that Christine had let him strip all the way down. She figured he might get his shirt.