She simply lifted up her grubby skirt to show her even filthier knickers. She turned her head, not being able to look him in the eye, and pulled her k...ickers to one side. There was her pussy. If that was the state of her clothes, what would she be like inside that red hole? Charles suddenly found himself overcome with excitement at the site of the girl’s dirty sex. The pubic hairs congealed together, as if she had not washed in days. The next thing he knew, Charles had dropped his jeans and. Toby Whitehall walked into his office at 9 AM finding her stood there as in some state of peace the truth was that she was tired having not slept for two nights running. As the door slammed it woke her from her state of tranquillity to one of alarm as she realised he wasn’t alone. “Bend over the desk” Toby Whitehall ordered her and with just the slightest hesitation she did as she’d had done the afternoon before. “Did you bring the memory stick with you slut” as he asked this he was lifting her. ”Anna’s crying suddenly stopped and the silence made me realise I may have said the wrong thing. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said “You do?”Again this didn’t tell me if I had said the wrong thing, and I decided I needed to know. “Is that a bad thing?” I must have looked terrified to her.“No… oh my god. I can’t believe this…” She looked as stunned as me. “For how long?”“I realised last night, but I think deep down I’ve loved you for years. It just didn’t occur to me it was more. I moaned loudly from how good it felt. She knew I wanted more."You like that?" she asked. "You like things in your pretty boy ass?" Yes..." I hissed back "please, please fuck my ass"That was all of the encouragement she needed. I felt her withdraw her fingers and imagined the sight of me with my ass in the air. The movie changed to the guy getting fucked being bent over, legs spread and another guy pounding him hard. Meanwhile another guy was sitting under him, sucking his cock. The guy being.