Dave goes on to tell him what we do every night after smoking and getting high at home. T tells Dave that he doesn't believe him, and wants to hear it...from me. I'm sitting there, not knowing what to say! Dave mentions that maybe after another bowl of his private stash, I might open up a bit. I laugh again as T starts getting another bowl together obviously rushing himself in hopes of getting me to talk. Half way through our smoke session, T whispers to me, "I bet those black cock toys make you. I could feel his cock thrustingup through his pants. "Guess what?" I squeaked. "What," he growled."This uniform doesn't have panties," I giggled. I unzipped his pants andpulled down his boxers and his cock jumped up from between his legs. Ilowered my pussy down onto his cock and began to pump up and down. God Iloved it. He pushed off his chair and slammed my back down on to thedesk roughly, papers pushed aside. He began to fuck me on the desk and Iwas climaxing, climaxing. "Who's my. Linda was convinced that she owed him this. So, she slid to her knees on the thin mat that covered the wooden floor, knowing that from this position she could ensure more definite thrusts.Longing to give Yanis whatever he wanted, Linda, after about a minute of rolling his thick, hefty rod around and deep in her mouth, temporarily drew her lips clear, looked up at him, and gestured her intent. Pointing at his moistened rod, she then moved her finger into her mouth, putting her head back,. No one was looking at me. He pulled harder on the back of my thong and I could feel it pull deeply into my nether lips. I was completely enthralled and my left hand reached back and pressed against the side of his thigh. This complete stranger whose face I could not even picture was fondling my ass and making me wet. I could feel his erection prominently pressed against me, my skirt was exposing most of my bottom and he had his hand hooked in my panties.The elevator came to a halt, the doors.