I moaned loudly and tilted my head back as I spread my legs a bit more. His hand then moved to my sissy cock and stroked it a bit. I moaned and squi...med a bit, but didn’t want Sue to know what he was doing. I felt Sue move a bit closer, put her arm behind me and lean in as if to tell me something. He was stroking me and I was having a problem keeping quiet when Sue whispered in my ear “That’s a good girl, let him do what he wants” just as she pulled hard on the ribbon tied around my balls. . After far too long without one, you are getting the break from the stress and frustration of your 9 to 5 cubicle farm hell! After cleaning off your desk for the day, you stand and head for the exit from your little cubical. You smirk at your co-workers, who acknowledge you with comments like "Hi, Doe, you lucky stiff!" and "Don't get lost on your way back!"The fluorescent light gives the cubicle farm a light bluish tint, as you walk down the corridors between the vacant desks. The carpet is. She had a slight tan except for on her large, firm breasts and her ass that showed her creamy white skin which had been covered with a bikini. Her flat, stomach drew his eyes down to the small mound just above her pussy lips. He was surprised that she had no pussy hair so that her pink pussy lips were exposed to his gaze. "My god you are beautiful," seeing her nude was creating the desired reaction she was looking for. "I can see that, and I want some but did you forget the baseball game?". She leaned back, using my stomach as a headrest and ... moaning. The sound made firey need swell in my chest, and my fingers ached to slither down into the top of her halter top. "God, I haven't gotten a massage in months," Mom said. "...that feels so good, honey." "Heh. Well, you seemed real tense," I lied. "I was..." Her head rolled on her shoulders as I massaged her muscles, letting out a quiet little sigh. The way my cock cried behind my jeans, begging me to make.