“Feel my legs,” she gasped as she took my hand off her tit and placed it to the inside of her thigh. I was still sucking on her nipple as I felt t...e silky texture of her skin. She kept holding me by the wrist, guiding my hand where she wanted it most. Let me do it. I begged as I caressed her thighs, up to her mound of Venus, running my fingers through her silken pubic hair and finally into her crevice. It was easy going into her with all the juices. It’s my love juice, she cooed, Put your. “Just.... I can’t talk.... here...” I gasped, sweating heavily. “No, you’re right. We’ll take you to the dungeon instead.” He whispered maliciously, for my ears only. With that my hands were bound and I was dragged out of the room. I snatched I quick look at Ayanami through a haze of pain making a break for escape before I was taken through the main door and round to the left and into a courtyard. I couldn’t stand because of the arrow in my leg and breathing was a painful business, causing. " But pretty soon they were swapping glances, subtle smiles, suggestive body language and conversations... There was some sexual tension between them, that was obvious, but they kept at a distance because of that pesky "no dating within the office" rule. Sometimes she would tease him by wearing a low-cut blouse and letting most of her golden hair drape neatly about her shoulders instead of putting it up. He would tease back by unbuttoning two or three buttons on his shirt, claiming it was a bit. Kissing and teasing me with his tongue on my thighs, he continued to open me up like a present. When I was laid back completely, his tongue began to alternate between the folds of my pussy to my clit and back, until finally he began thrusting his tongue deep inside me. I am bisexual, and have been eaten by more than a few women/girls. Mom is awesome at eating pussy, and I've learned since that my sisters are pretty darn good at it too, but none of them compared to my Dad. His skill with his.