“Do you want him?” Donna heard Gina say throatily as Bobby licked and lapped. “Fuck yes,” groaned Donna although the choice was half taken awa... from here as Bobby had already started to mount as she moaned her reply. Gine could see the angry red cock had swollen again and was jabbing trying to find Donna’s opening. From her position between Donna’s thighs she could see the cock repeatedly sliding from view and along her ass crack. Reaching up Gina grasped the cock and sucked in her breath as. As she become more and more excited I began to insert 1 finger into her ass, (It is extremely tight), I begin thrusting and I see she is getting closer so I tell her she is not to cumm. She says then stop playing, I respond with a slap YOU! DO NOT TELL ME WHAT TO DO. As I continue she becomes more and more aroused. I then tell her I am going to turn her into my personal slut. I then ask her what she is and her response, “I am your slut“ to which I say does my little slut want to cumm. Of course. The waist was buttoned tight around her athletic mid-section. The wide-open lapels exhibited lots of cleavage. The hip-hugging pencil skirt was scandalously short, exposing her trim thighs. The unconventional office uniform didn’t hide her raw feminine beauty. Her chosen career ladder did not include typing, filing and catching phone calls, those activities were better handled by the run-of-the-mill women in the secretarial pool. Her skills were better suited to private closed door activities. Tommy gently jackknifed her left leg and came in close. His attempt at intercourse was rebuffed."No, darling, where's Cully, where's Cully-boy?" I saw her speak thru her dresser mirror next to their bed. She was white as a ghost, the tan lines all but gone.He did not venture an answer, just calmed his own intent and nestled in by her neck and ear.Thru the reflection Girl crooked her finger beckoning me back to bedside. She would tell me first chance: "He told me Cully; he whispered that he.