I bet her robe is getting wet by now." Her panties are great," said Michael. "When they get wet, they become almost transparent. Stacy, show us the we... spot in your panties." Stacy grinned and threw open her knees. The obvious wet spot was already large, and sure to grow if the antics continued."It looks like Jenny needs a bit to recover her senses," grinned Michael. "I've never had so much fun. No one has touched her, and she's blissed out." You did touch her," giggled Stacy, "with your lips.. "Don't be too upset, Mr. McLeod. He's been very unhappy these last few months. He's been nasty to just about everyone," she said apologetically."Thank you, Brigit. By the way, do you know if there are any unused offices available, preferable in the design area?" Oh yes, we have three. If you wait until lunch hour, I'll show you around and you can decide which one is best for you." Thank you again. I'm grateful for your help."I went down to the café in the lobby at 11:30 and ordered a sandwich. She saw images of a handsome man putting his throbbing cock into her, pounding her pussy. She felt the surge of electricity spark from her now soaking wet pussy. She needed a release. She thought about the locker room, it was private enough that maybe no one would walk in, but also if anyone did it would be a female, and common for a female to be naked. It was her only option, bar going all the way back up to her suite. She decided it would be the best option for her not to have more trouble,. When I washed off and dried I returned to the bed room to dress. I saw the cover up on the hamper, soaked with cum. I could only imagine there was a big wet spot in the seat of the car. I made a mental note to get out there in the morning and wash it up. Once dressed I headed out to make dinner. I couldn’t help but walk tenderly. When he got home from work my husband wondered if I hurt myself. Standing behind him Brian was grinning ear to ear. After dinner and the dishes I drifted off to my.